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Belief Leaves

for Tim (Spuncounterguy) Beliefs unfurled from us like leaves from trees, responding to a light and warmth from high, and we were labelled by the shapes of these, the differences dividing you and I. And when cold facts have made … Continue reading

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Appellation Litany

For You, the mystery that no one tames, I list, to picture You, a stream of names… Deliverance River Adoration Door Ineffable Life Oneness Fountain Affliction Dissolvent Desolation Solution Inextinguishable Candle Mercy Reservoir Cynicism Antidote Soul Lifeboat Intelligent Wind Gratitude … Continue reading

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Morning Glories

A morning glory stem will wrap around a sturdy thing to climb toward the sun and won’t reach much above its sprouting ground, if in the neighborhood there isn’t one. If it can’t find a means for its support, a … Continue reading

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Embracing Mystery

For years, I courted perfect Certitude, though I could never take her by the hand, nor did I ever see her in the nude, and from her private quarters I was banned. Despite the fervent hopes with which I wooed, … Continue reading

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Drama Quartet

Axis The world has often seemed about to end, whenever things appeared to be most bleak; about to break—it could no longer bend— about to sink, from having sprung a leak. Apocalypse has often been on lips, and people fell … Continue reading

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Omnipresence

How often have I looked up when I prayed, as if You were at some point in the sky, where I would rather be if I could trade, or I at least could peek as if a spy. The calmness … Continue reading

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Body of Water

Because I felt my verses flowed from You, I thought that I could be a riverbed, and writing was the best that I could do, and others could drink truth when they had read. Like Francis, I would be a … Continue reading

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