the sounds of your intention
echo through the waves of my space
stirring everything in their wake
so alive tears flow free down my face
inspiration and desire
such a long time coming
hallelujah and a song escapes the lips
a hundred harps and a lyre
savour the sweet breeze
surrender
and you're home again
lost and found again
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