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Those They Hold Dear
By the
light of the moon
they move in the thousands
Each intent on its course
Each guided by ancient
instincts and the call of
the Mother to return home.
The
first seeds of yearning
for that which cannot
be easily revealed and
emotions sway to and fro
caught within the confines
of loyalty and trust.
Dive
deep into the murky waters
to retrieve the pearl that is
perfect and most desired.
Reach high towards
moon lit sky- no task
too difficult to complete
for those you hold dear.
Wait
patiently as waters overflow
and memory of treasures long lost
and sentiment lit from the light
within guides you on your way.
They
move by the thousands
Tenacity and determination
the only tool of navigation.
And when they reach the water’s edge
the union of return to home
takes hold
and pulls them closer to those
they hold dear.
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