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Pools of Water
As I
stepped into
opaque pools
of water
a soft hand
beckoned me
come and
enjoy the
flow
as gentle warm
waters
splashed around
my ankles
I was stirred by
their energies
captivated by
their movement
as we began to
swim
strong arms
enciccled me
I was held
breathless
carried into
seventh heaven
never having
been there
before
and as I gazed
into
crystal pools
they told me
everything
I ever wanted
to know.
poem
by
Heather Burns
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