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When wonder and hope wane, it is time to replenish.


Footing once secure

Now misses a step here and there,

A heartbeat now and then.

Spirit moves in swiftly,

Silently,

To quell the loss of wonder

And of hope

Paling in the waning

Light of day.


Where the majesty of mystery

And the magic of the heart

Conjoined,

There ebbs a lingering

Wish for touch,

The faintly familiar brush of lips

Softly silenced by

The loss of wonder

And of hope

Paling in the waning

Light of day.


Come hither, Spirit,

Anoint the day

And fight off the demons

Of the night.

Breathe life into my heart.

Reside in all I encounter,

For I need to reign

Once more

In the joys of wonder

And the robes of hope

Rising in the golden

Light of day.


from Beauty Full

written by Anne Hutcheson


Only joy from the Diva,

Anne

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