Softened manly voice, touching inner rhythms,
playing songs of my life in tributes of solace.
Taking all peaceful postures, giving a calm
energy that not many can affirm.
Always delving gently into pools of beauty,
touching the silence that I cannot speak of,
yet it holds me in it's tender embrace
throughout my life.
Trusting in it's hopeful liberty, I stand alone
on shores of another life.
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