bury me standing feet
rooted nowhere sleep eludes
me walking forever before
Cain’s sin gave rise
to grief that flows
my blood in history
am i not a
star child too nomad
in the mystery of
God like child in
birth to surf the
skies where serpents lay
in slumber this universe
was made for multiple
stars to shine at
smiles so bright that
return the favor blindly
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This was really good, objectively, but not quite to my taste. Thanks for writing!
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Thanks for sharing friend xo 😃
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‘ You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars, you have a right to be here’. You have expressed this so eloquently Marisela.
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Yes we all do thanks Len xo
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