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My Heart Is A Level Crossing
Does your heart stop
momentarily
when confronted by beauty
unexpectedly
Out walking on an autumn evening
a train intersects the low setting sun
crossing a bridge over the swollen river
our worlds' perfection is exposed
so clearly
And my heart stops
like a level crossing
my heart stops
in that moment
I take a breath
a deeper breath
reeling in that moment
let the beauty in
le...
Saturday 24th January 2015 12:44 pm
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