Friday, December 11, 2009

the sun- fed by each day's breath
grows inside
reaches farther, touching
heating the footpath on
mirrors stare back
the old patches, foreign words
activity of the light mixes
calls out, pierces
with sight the fire
deepens and expands

touch is all we crave
a hug in different forms
warmth eternal
all we do is trust
in the face of the darkness
we trust
that good will keep us near
in beauty and truth
we breathe on


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