968 Sonoran Visitors from my free poem web site poems-by-papyrous The uncalm want the Yin without the Yang. The calm await with grin that boomerang. God greens this desert place for half the year. Gulf water, we embrace as it draws near. The other half is heat – our great extreme. The wise do not compete, with desert dream. (Papyrous: Phoenix, Arizona, U.S.A. Monday July 17, 2006; 5:39 A.M.) 969 Holy Of Holies You’re the keyhole. Love is the key. (A sense of Soul beyond the “we”). You’re everywhere in everything. With You hearts care. With You hearts sing. You’re the sunrise that we embrace. We humanize within Your space. You’re our delight (a thought away), both day and night, at work and play. You are the breeze that clears the view. A moment, please. Dear God –Thank You. (Papyrous: Phoenix, Arizona, U.S.A. Tuesday July 18, 2006; 5:27 A.M.)
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