Right after an argument with the totem-muse Psyche in 1974, he penned these words to express his belief in forgiveness and the relationship.
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the words can cut, the spirit cries,
and by your hand the flower dies.
withered and dead, your heart alone hears
the mocking echoes of a thousand tears.
the hand can heal. the flower grows.
into tomorrow the new life goes.
for, though by sun and rain long missed,
the flower blooms when softly kissed.
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.