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  • 2001Jul29 (Poem)

    2001Jul29 (Poem)
    Full Moon Morning
    [approximate date]

    Leticia
    Like a false eagle cry
    My life is over
    Open my eyes don’t close them
    ¡Alegré, Regocijo, Deleite!
    The sun is the spring in my heart
    The smoke that rises from the fire
    Is more powerful than the kindling
    You, my shakti, destroyed me
    And set me free
    You, who I saw in myself
    And me, who I saw in you
    I now see in all the world
    I will not say goodbye
    You are forever a part of my heart
    Soaring now I am the eagle
    Who thought he was a hawk

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