wetwith the dewof a heavy rain—the scent of ozonelingering still * a bird criessomewhere in a nest—her shattered child * the gate has opened—I walk throughlooking for salvation * these are the soulswho wanderthe desolate streets—I search their eyesthey do not see * in the streetafter a heavy rain—a …
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rays meltinto the blue lightof another heaven * wind washedwater melts anewon the blue horizon * birdsof another dayhave joinedfor morning prayers * looking eastthe pages turnto the windwhere all the blindbegin to see * jigsaw nightamong the red and blue—once more I’mback together again * sometimes dead as sin—reborn …
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