Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Poem, Lifeless Pressures, 4-3-12

Lifeless pressures scattered out
In the winds of freedom route
Out and up and lighter still
Cannot see them too bright still
Gone past all that I can see
Only vast probability
Chartreuse coins are visible
Sacred well and ancient will
New friends new light new install
Heart swells in the Glade tranquil.

-EVE Featherstone

glade/glād/
Noun:
An open space in a forest

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