Saturday, June 18, 2011

Blissing

Accepting extraordinarily
and beauty into
our life.
The sun her hands
the infinite
and treeless, sandy
sea
in meter lulls.
I for one am
slave to this desire-
I am one redoubling
infinitely.
The long spread and
wash from grey to blue,
life becomesky,
hangs like a
sheet of foil
in the evening breathing.


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