By Marie-Line Bourdy
Millions of differences
Made their way to encounter
Millions of sufferings found a path
Of light to implement
Millions of harvest moons spread
Whispers of your name
Millions of experiences got
Hazy signs of healing
Millions of broken dreams
Changed their mind to blossom
Millions of stars conspired
To sign the constellation of your soul
Do you see any beauty at all
Do you hear the joy
In thoses mingling symphonies
When thousands of miles
Are transformed into bridges
Of faith for you and me.
Whaouuuu whaouuuu whaouuuu !!!!
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