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I wonder how it will be
The news of your arrival
Will I be forewarned?

An angel whispers through the wind
Small palpitations of the heart
Little butterflies in the stomach
Arising curiosity like tiny ripples in the ocean

OH but it's true.  No longer a dream
It's true; your arrival is confirmed

But how do I react now?
No longer in charge of my senses,
Palpitations increasing at an uncontrollable intensity,
Stomach churning as though the world is upside down,
A sudden feeling of overwhelmingness has taken over,
As though being possessed by an outer force

The tiny ripples have turned into huge tides of emotions
Eyes outpouring with tears that no longer follow command
Hands, raised high, in gratitude
Head bowed for mercy and grace 
Heart fully immersed in a endless chant 
My beloved, oh my beloved, I am here....
Posted: 2013-08-09 03:25:09 UTC

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