by Steve Marshall

Created on: August 28, 2008

All healing is truth manifesting.
Truth heals, as much as love appeals.
Crying to be healed,
is flying past crying.

Hiding in the pits of disease.
Going on to going on.
Friendly bantering, hampering love.
God love's fried fish.
Hoping, jobbing, helping me.

Love, God, control, healing, hoping.
Fishing for truth, healing for joy.

Fullness dutifully arrives.
Dying is only contrived.
Formed love allowing hurt to boil in.
Its belly canoed away on a river,
of greed to an ocean of need.

Craziness arrives past rolling hills.
Laughing completely round the corner.
Fullness of itself, pregnant with expectation.
Craziness expects sanity,
Even as sanity drowns it out.

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