soul
as deep as the ocean
and wonder beyond
the astral plane

who can fathom
the knowing that lay beneath
her breast,
so much knowing
it almost hurts-
perhaps past lives,
or karmic connections
that need clearing

words and thoughts and dreams
and dreams and thoughts and words
stream within her deep

who can understand
‘cept the fair wind
who blows gentle breezes
that brush wittingly
against her delicate cheek

there she stays
caught somewhere between
the shadows and knowing,
the knowing and shadows,
longing to befriend the Light

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