Sunday, November 4, 2012

You




You squeeze cement like a sponge
Grace like oil wick rises
Storms of electrons
At your fingertips ignite
A quiet flame
The light of the world
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  1. BrightSoulNovember 14, 2012 at 6:47 AM

    good imagery...I'm certainly the cement...I HOPE grace will rise!

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