Artwork by Aaron Pocock
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A whirlpool of change
A spiral form in essence
Virtuous vacuum
Blending emotions
Separating loves and hates
From top to bottom
Humble loves stay low
Arrogant hates spin out high
Dizzying effects
Soon I will be left
With nothing but my true love
She makes things go right
Sorrows spin away
My happiness holds on tight
Her love surrounds me
A hug in motion
Her kisses land all over
A good mix we’ll make
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One touches One twice
Pushed and pulled close together
Again and again
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Photograph courtesy of Kirstie Watson
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Captured in rapture
Far and in between each reach
One thought caught in mind
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Walk the wooden planks
Be held in suspense mid-air
Let go of your grasp
Steal a glance below
You will feel your need for me
The wind will pick up
Steadily you’ll swing
Dance in a dervish two-step
Sway to go beyond
Confidence may soar
Fear will step on from behind
The end is ahead
Still, you have to cross
Better days already seen
Best you move on now
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The bread was broken
Torn to shreds in memory
We all share the grief
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Water turned to wine
The future turned on its head
The gods turned their backs
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One cup was not passed
One man cried, but not in vain
The Son felt the weight
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Choice-less awareness
Willingly allowing this
Nothing left to lose
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Leave it all behind!
Thieves? No longer bothersome
Rust? Not a problem
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Worldly matters cease
The Son can shine without you
But you without Him?
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