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Buddhism, Christianity, compassion, destiny, dreams, empathy, eternal, love, mystery, spiritual, trust
through mist
I walk across a bridge
to a place
neither here
nor there —
somewhere
in between
from out the fog
a woman’s hand
takes mine
and guides me
to someplace
where yesterday
and tomorrow
are dressed the same
I go from where I am
to where you are
never leaving home
where what is
and what is not
are together —
wearing
the same name
…
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Your beautiful poem makes the photo at the top of the page seem like a misty heaven.
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Lovely transcendental poetry Dennis.
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Thank you, Holly. As always, your kind words are much appreciated.
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