Saturday, August 26, 2017

Life After



If my heart then died
I would be free to lift off
and take the angel's
flight, along the lines
laid down in clear air long time
past the start of things.
Immune now, standing
in the wind fully drenched, light
bathed, I radiate
immortality.

‎August ‎10, ‎2011 6:29 AM

4 comments:

The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.


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