Tuesday, April 07, 2009

it falls into place

it's a blessing
dim in the cold wind
roof off the place
some notes change up
progress clouds and above
the sun where it has always sat
(the sungod from a primitive past)
clouded up (a modesty
not wanting to blind who
gaze on)

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