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“Seek and ye shall find”: dance a thousand winds. Such a

Miracle, a ghostly soul; and life to love, a holy sorrow;

But soul – a joy—to resurrect; and daily – my love: a gift

Of God; and daily – my pain: the will of God; and soul to

Hurt, a subtle volt; and christic minds, a mystic cloud; for

Mud and rain, the caves of light: a holy sword: a holy

Text. [Selah]  “Seek and ye shall find”: dance a thousand

Winds; for telic thorns, affect the growth; and Satan’s

Wiles, provoke the soul; and angels dark, induce the light:

A sphinxly sin, a secret rite; indeed the heart, a ‘Wistic

Maze: a desert rose, an omic wave; and creeks of love, a

Soul to dip: a heavy wind—to grope and grip; and wailing

Soft, a wounded past: a spirit mocks: a person laughs; and

Last to fall: the first to rise; and silent pain: a mother’s cries.