The Light That Heals
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Ethereal garlands of soft, flowered light
Are drawing me, ever so gently, back to
Nature's subtle, flowing beauty. I want to
Bathe, for a significant time, in its warmth
Like a new born lamb in the first green surge of
Springtime, so that I can face the world again.
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