Sunday, August 23, 2015

STOP FOR THE MOMENT

Mine is a universe
in urn and ashes
leaves blushing
in the falling acorns
learning always
of the disappeared ones,
on a run for eight miles
by a marathon
waiting at the sea's lighthouse
making waves
amid dolphins,
seeking peace
from combat zones
believing like the prophets
in the rising of dry bones.


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