real life

27 January 2011 § Leave a comment

.
wearing several cardigans,
i have a Portion
that is more than enough.

remembering to listen hard,
i hear some faint
glimmer of True Life Song.

kneading bread deep and messy,
i think of utter joy
in hunger-to-be-satisfied.

slowing to observe,
i wait for wordless stir
in my soul that is something like Hope.

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