Monthly Archives: September 2018

Under His heaven;

Is where I wait,

I wait with you.

Silenced voice

listening to my mind,

wordless surrender,

and I exist in you.

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No need to keep time,

or note the distance we’ve walked.

We’ll just keep walking.


Texture touched smooth,

surface of a puddle rippled.

Change one more step ahead,

lingering finger to finger

moving wall-to-wall.

Skewed hearts, airy muses,

graves prepped for fall.

Baptism by dew say,

bruises call for ‘holy water’.

balanced sat unbalanced,

excess further from extra old.