364–Lips

sacred promise almost fulfilled
i come to the end of this book
hold my companion in deep
respect wonder at the ride
of roller coaster words that
life is complete a journey
of poetry quest and trust
that there is singing waiting
to be heard the heavens are
made of this symphony of sound
instruments our voices adoration
the composer lips are only
passages for pilgrims coming home
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