A Prayer for Home
Thank you for letting me rest my heavy head on the needlepoint pillow, so I can melt into a reclining …
Category: Hope
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[ I fell into the riverbed in desperate search of sleep. ]
I fell into the riverbed in desperate search of sleep.
The winter melt had long since gone (the waters were not deep)
Yet Autumn’s early frost had rimed the trickling river’s tears.
Engulfed in such as this all other thinking disappears.
It’s Friday, People
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A Benediction
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The World I Wish
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