Golden Strands

Written December 2016 

"Once again I find myself 
As if under a spell 
Your words are golden strands 
Weaving their enchantment and 
Cast like a fisherman's net 
Into the ocean of my heart 
Sinking down into my soul 
And then gathering up 
All that is noble and beautiful 
Every precious gem 
Carefully drawn up 
From the depths of my existAnce 
Gently ferried through the waves 
Until arriving at last 
Upon the safe shores 
Of your warm embrace" 


He asked me once, why I always spell the word "existence" with an "A" instead of "E" and I replied that life is a Joyous Dance and this alternate spelling serves to remind me of my intention to live a joyous existAnce

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