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This happening

A man that brings out the quiet in me,
Did I even know there was a quiet there?
A peaceful, tranquilising calm
Sitting alongside a jungle rhythm of fever.

I know, I just know, this is going to be good
No insecurities, no need to fast track, no fear.
A sublime serenity that’s holding me close
Charging my ravenous, but satiated, soul.

I’m not seeing an end, some place to reach,
It’s the journey that’s stirring me deep
My heartbeat is speeding, a lightening ‘hello’
While knowing the pace is sound.

Alive, spirited, up there somewhere
Grounded, earthed, stable, whole.
It’s a wonderfully unfamiliar place I’m in
This happening that might just be home.

This happening

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