devotion

august 2008

what weeping hearts we have
always moving
like the ocean
a perpetual reclaiming

what if we used gravity to resist
creating a soft tension
its own function
an opening, a fulcrum

expansive horizons become essential
as we unravel tragedy
spun into inspiration
like slowly peeling oranges on a Sunday morning

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