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Shedding Skins


Gently stroking melodies caress,
peeling back my old skin,
as I rise from mourning.

Floating like sea mist,
before a burning sun,
my soul shines back.

I am awake.

Love flows forth,
filling emptiness with healing light,
tingling joy surges from within.

I am alive.




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For Yasmín

Friendship is a late night conversation,
A confession of sorrow,
A tear shed in unison,
An unwrapping of the soul,
An emptying of sadness,
A filling of serenity,
Four thousand miles apart.