Bright plume lift
your living light.
Spread circle on circle–
compass lines,
bobbing, unbroken,
blending softer, softer
to the edges
of the room.
Evoke, in unstill city,
the gentle power
of the silent and holy.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Bright plume lift
your living light.
Spread circle on circle–
compass lines,
bobbing, unbroken,
blending softer, softer
to the edges
of the room.
Evoke, in unstill city,
the gentle power
of the silent and holy.