Saturday, March 17, 2012

Poem, Even the Dense, 3-17-12

Even the dense are
Full of compliments
Magic not lost on
The plodding agnostic from
Status of allowing
Refuse to be plowing
Fertile and glowing
Magical existence
Just beyond prisms
Shielding them
Yielding some
Breathing from
Source into and back out
Patiently waiting for
Impending devout.

--EVE Featherstone

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