these quiet stones
we lay upon
for sins atone
then grow anon
so let this be
rare happy state
it is you and me
as one we elevate
perspective in the head
horizon in the heart
don't fall but rise instead
from sadness e'er depart
clean unto the one
stone beneath our feet
the centre or the sun
with joy the heart replete
the sky is gaping wide
our grace a force of will
the sun is in your eyes
entwined we lay here
still
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