by Dawn DeZan
I may not know your name or where you live,
But I know your soul.
I have seen it dancing around the fire in the dark.
The parts of you that you dare not show anyone,
You show me.
Your joy; your pain; your confidence; your fears; your anguish and your ecstasy…
I have seen it all around the fire.
And I want you to know that I love what I see;
Your lights, your darks,
your grace, your power – all that is you – I see.
So it may be true that I don’t know your name or where you live, but you are my beloved
For I have seen your soul.
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