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Touch of the Goddess                    (c) 2003  M. Witters/Kerri Hirsch-Upton) Quickly channeled down a well-rutted road. Managing chaos is the rule of the day. Seeking answers  in the earth, my abode. Reasoning must be kept at bay, For there is true meaning, a keenness of  sigh. Unless you‘ve encountered, it’s hard to describe Shimmering twilight, beautiful spring- Touch of the Goddess makes Spirit sing! Senses  throbbing  as  all  blood rushes ‘round. Every circumstance  resulted from choice. Arms stretch star ward, feet rooted in the ground. Listening for the unity in voice. Silence overwhelming,  yet a choir sings out. Message unwavering,  fullness without. Soft  April morning,    taken to wing. Touch of the Goddess makes Spirit sing!    Warm and fuzzy   by the end of the day. Every doubt departed with no limit to time. Casting fate to four winds,  one can’t  predict the way. Trusting that everything is fine. Cause once you have felt it,  you grasp it so tight. Hold on forever with all of your might! Glistening sunrise, pure strength of strings, Touch of the Goddess makes Spirit sing!  Touch of the Goddess makes Spirit sing!