04 Tuesday Jan 2022
Posted in spirituality, verse
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absolutes, as was meant, closer to heaven than the stars, grace, home, love, nature, seasons, time
save for me
some faraway
not yet given name
a spark beyond
the cedars
a wolf’s lone cry
pages where
there never were
hands recalling hands
leaves are falling
I believe
our place
is not so
far
. . .
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