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June 2009 
Lavender
Leendert
POETRY
Lavender come to me.
The other day, when you walked by, your metal body parked right in front of my house, you even looked through the window The Door was open but you walked by, Why? Didn't you feel the warm rush of being close, so close we could almost look into each others eyes. It felt strange for me because you are the one who opened my eyes, you where pouring water in my face and I felt baptized. But different then the other one in the sacred land where I was before. You don't know you are the One, that makes it even more special your doing it without knowing.
Beautiful gracious and gentle as a dove. Your Grace will come. I know and if you will ever read this and recognize your soul (tamashii) I will be here waiting for you.
Leendert van Velsen
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