honor it all

honor it all, I do

the pain

the passion

the miscommunication

the wordless wisdom

shared silently

because at the end of the path

I knew

you ....

and you...I

a gift great in ways unmeasurable

there is no loss in a connection

so deep

so fleet, yet intense

and perfect in its imperfection

life...is imperfect

honor it all

I do

in the whispers of the wind

the cleansing of the tender tears of rain

I will find myself revived

because at the end of the path

I knew

you ...

and you, I

a gift great in ways unmeasurable 

as a new path presents

I honor it all...

gifts great in ways unmeasurable 

the crystal clear knowledge of another soul

is forever ours 

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