Friday, November 24, 2017


Skimming along the surface--
Face seeking the sun--
A moment hangs.
A thought crystallized.
The heart beats.
The tongue dissolves.
This place.
This place in time.
This breath.
This crack in the sidewalk.
Will it receive intention?
"Talk to Me," the God-Voice says.
Skip over? Peer into?
Let words tumble?
Hold my breath?

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