Sunday, August 18, 2013

I am what touches

I am what touches
the land, what smells
the oceans and tastes
heaven. I'm what hears
what we have seen,

or how the birds see
overseas. I've touched
rivers and I've heard
trees that can smell
Sunlight. I taste

God like flowers taste
soft rain. I am seeing
the ground that smells
rich. I have touched
her limits and I hear

the breath I heard
before I could taste
anything. She touches
me now that I see
how divinity feels.

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