
Becoming the bittersweet melody
I am taken aloft
to seek out and discover
where love has gone
Climbing past the stark white-capped mountains
into the serenity of the clouds
my soul flys higher
Can love have ventured so far afield?
And then I know:
no longer am I the melody
My soul takes flight again
but inward now
And slowly
love comes out from hiding
revealing to me
the true beauty of the world
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Looking Inward
Sixteen Poems by James Allan Ross
February 1974
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