The Approach
As we approach
the spiritual
rehlm
my honey is
waiting for my
arrival.
Hand in hand
we will stroll
together
through the
garden of
flowers.
There we will
gather bloossoms
smell their
sweet scent
touch the soft
petals.
In lush meadows
search for some-
where to rest
lie down in velvet
grasses
enjoy each other
renew our love
vows.
poem by Heather Burns
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