Whale Spasms Forth Frail Human
onto Stony Shore
Yesterday.
Bone on Stone Exiting
Crushed. Pulverized.
Earth Contracts
Onto Moist Spring Soil
Bursts Forth Heaven Born. Again. Flesh Intact.
Death Shrinks.
Sorrow Flees.
It’s a New Day.
onto Stony Shore
Yesterday.
Bone on Stone Exiting
Crushed. Pulverized.
Earth Contracts
Onto Moist Spring Soil
Bursts Forth Heaven Born. Again. Flesh Intact.
Death Shrinks.
Sorrow Flees.
It’s a New Day.
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The fruit of Easter morning meditation. My Easter morning meditation. (-:
You wrote that? For what it is worth (and it is not much; I am no authority on poetry), that was beautiful. Thank you
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