my heart is floating amid the stars
and my tongue unties the Truth
” i am the stars “
no so much because i am the stars
but rather because i never have been “i”
nor have stars ever been “stars”
under the light of the waxing crescent
under the law of the silent night
i open my doors
and let Truth touch my Heart
in this crescent i have written something
i can read as a reminder for ever
“don’t forget about The Gift, Benjamin…
don’t forget about The Gift!”
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