The river ran
With such a flow
All that was not love
Passed on through
As we fell to our knees
Weeping
These tears are to my soul
What make of it
Something understandable and fully known
And so when you
Look at me that way
The world splits entirely in two
There was a cleaving
With our leaving
And it had to be
For my soul to go free
I see it all now
What I could not before
When, instead
I held on so desperately
To what made no sense
And that is why now
Truly I understand
It is not letting go
That stops the river’s flow
And leads on to the death
Of healing and tenderness
Emerging From The Dark Night 
“There’s something we’ve lost
Oh, what has been the cost”
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How are you, Ivor. I missed you a lot. Hope you are coping with the horrendous heat I just heard its abut 47 down in Melbourne. ❤
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Yes thank Deb, I’m inside with my air-con going, It was 45’C just before…. wow, yes It’s darn hot outside……. and I did a bit of blogging today, but only for a short time…… ((hugs))
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I will check it out Ivor. It seemed to only reach 36 here according to the car. I popped out briefly but am home in the cool now but its so Apocalyptic lately.
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I get this so much. It’s so well written.
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yep hold on tight and just get bloody hands lol 🙂
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