Thursday, January 23, 2014

Micropoem #2

presently
i find myself 
somewhere 
between the animal
that i've become &
the angel that my Father 
has called me to be;
slowly learning
that wrestling with nature
can be cataclysmic &
that in the aftermath
only that which is firmly 
grounded will remain; 
everything else
will return to the essence
from which it came...


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