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The house of belonging

Submitted by Chris Bourne on 19 July, 2005 - 21:37.

    "I awoke this morning in the gold light
    turning this way and that.
    thinking for a moment it was one
    day like any other...

    But the veil had gone from my
    darkened heart and I thought
    it must have been the quiet
    candlelight that filled my room,

    it must have been the first
    easy rhythm with which I breathed
    myself to sleep,
    it must have been the prayer I said
    speaking to the otherness of the night.

    And I thought this is the good day
    you could meet your love,
    this is the black day someone close
    to you could die.

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