Mary
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When the dawn is coming
the turmoil ends
the rise is near
the clock is ticking
like my heartbeat
and the tingle
under my skin
you have broken through to me
finally
and the future ups the ante
in immediacy
and eternity.

Where hast thou been, my dear
Thy hand, reaching out to me
Thy heart, beating through to me
Thy soul 

Obsession
Possession
The reign of the Lord
Vanished
Banished into another time and place
Forgotten altogether in the future
Where people are free
There is no ruler now
It's in the dimension
All through the galaxy
And infinity is just beyond.

All through history
Into the pathways of reality.

How open are we
Can we see what's right before us?
And do we look
straight into our focus
of probability?

When we construct our days
from inside our dreams
Do we understand
That what we create? 

(March 27, 2010)

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