
Let us sing the old, old song
Of the Love that’s freely given
Starbursts glitter! Infinite Mind’s
Regalia of joy we live in
Raindrops within raindrops
Indestructible ties are binding
Memories returning through
The darkened mist that shrouds them
Clawing your way up
From beneath the mire of ruin
Destined to be at one with
The eternal, shining mountain
I am you, and you are me
Sustained by His compassion
And you are me, and I am you
Forever in the service of Heaven
For an old friend.
Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
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