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Ah breath of angel's scent
Ah bundled pinkish cloud
Of pure abandonment.
Unblinking suns allowed
A glimpse of ancient Peace!
Spoken, yet unspoken,
In gurgling "ahs","oggees".
Ah love's fond living token
Smiling out my sadness
Banishing all badness
Cooing out my madness
Beaming brimming gladness!
Cradled in my arms
Is one of heaven's charms!
The Rainbow, Oct.-Dec., 1969