She helped me live my life
in another circle, that bore no reference point
I had felt her presence under my cells,
and her kindness permeating my story.
I invited her into my being
without reference to her Seeing history,
so she acted as a figure of Wiling presence,
a pillar of support in the tremors around Living.
She had come out of her tunnel
and embraced me as if we were long lost lovers
even now, after all of this, i found myself
abiding like a swan, full of plummage
appreciating her loving manner.
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