Sunday, July 25



your form is so supple
it moves with a languid grace
an arch, a spire, a cathedral
in the spaces of my imagination
and as it rises and falls
with the gently pulsing rhythm
and falling grace notes
paint the sky a vibrant orange
my heart swells deep
till peace and joy mingle
in the exultant ecstasy
— 2/15/10 – Allelujah – 83


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