what's slight
is the light in my hand
appearing amid
moonlit sands
as silver glistens
heart listens
and the soul is the
'who' to understand...
falling down
from the heaven
was a man
and crawling up
from a hell
was the woman
" I'm behind you..."
as he turned
to make a stand
the impossible
feet bare wet
from weary
over land
to say
" it's true"
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