Author In Blue

opening the raw, wild dawn

for what is not pretty, but beautiful

the soles of your feet- the palms of your hands

whose religion?

the thin veil to Spirit

what shapes your sense of self?

raw- and who am I?

what you’re actually doing

refine your need to know

inter-kind

your ordinary ways

inside looking out

harsh & within reason

telltale glimpse of mercy’s breadth

when we seep into night