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We are children together
  Gifts from & to
    Each receiving
      within & through

We are children together
  Lifts my feet
    Intuition, Premonition
    Lots of Stuff 

       I claim disgust,
         doubts & failed
               my own
                   Trust.

I blame myself 
   & find You in
        my mirror.

  Focus draws shame
    from the seeds of
   Doubt sewn
nearest my trusted desire.

Blame myself &
   Lost my picture of
                        You
Alone I find reflection 
     in experience 
& I can stop tilting
         the scales.

It is what it was
   as the present
       slides into
           the Future.

Don't tell me
 I'll find out soon enough!





by  John Edward Culp
       Saturday morning
       December 16, 2023