Sunday, August 5, 2018

Angel Caller.

Is there a word for the light
that leaves us behind
when we stop trusting
the gaps between us.
A word for the warm air
that insufflates my heart.
Is there a name for the prayer
when trees long for rain?
A name for the certainty of a doubt?
A word for the moment our thoughts
find one another
and our minds confide in each other?

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