and in the burst of light that blinded every angel
as if the sky had blown the heavens into starts
you felt the gravity of tempered grace
falling into empty space
no on there to catch you in their arms
Sunday, November 9, 2008
I look out my window I can see the vast expanding ocean green by day black by night better at night the moon is out of sight the only reflection on the surface are the city lights…
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