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Walk in the naked truth; the bare and absolute,
Falsehood will never endure.
That armoured attire is in vain.
Purity will unveil both day and night,
No grey clouds hang overhead.
Sterile and unpolluted from infectious deceit.
Clear as a sublime waterfall; watch me as I float.
Can't you see these streets of white?
Do you not feel serenity at your beckon call?
Leave imperfections by the wayside,
They hold no value here.
Purged from all malice; weightless is the feeling.
How do you sleep now that both eyes are shut?
Walk in the naked truth; the bare and absolute,
May honesty always be your guide.

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.

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We had a moment...
May not be a lifetime,
But nothing has ever
Etched so firmly,
In my mind.
You gazed into my eyes...
I did the same,
You didn't have to
Say one word,
For I heard them all.

As you briskly walked away...
I saw the future,
Your hand in mine,
Your head, on my chest
You were tucked in my heart.

But I left the bookmark there...
Did not turn to the next chapter,
Love doesn't have to be long
Just pure and true.
It was sufficient.

I can't count the years...
So I made that memory count,
We had a moment
May not be a lifetime
But oh! What a beautiful moment...

(c) Monica St Hillaire , 2019