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There’s a stir
A rustle of life
A fluttering ‘neath the rubble of my heart
It’s faint, it’s near
Yet quite undaunted
Rising, urgent
The surface crinkling
Winking, squinting
Through the haze
Vision forming
Word –transforming my soul
Out of time
Done with waiting
Time has come
Weathered-crust broken
You’ve made it
Here
You’ve made me
Here
[Written to accompany Jon's garageBand composition, 10/17/06]
