hand in hand into death we walk,
when we arrive there’ll be no need to talk,
for inwardly focussed our minds have turned,
our souls merged,
our egos spurned.

one soul flowing…
growing, towards the light.
shining out,
fighting the fight.

one in the oneness
yet two in the world
each pure in the moment,
our beauty unfurled,

love is the way,
but compassion the key.
trust the great blessing,
What is good for us
…is good for me.

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