circle poem

bite size poems
         in the midst of the wilderness

       wildflowers await                            we pray
   brittle souls                                            lead us out
 	            know not from whence we came nor       milk & honey
                      where we go                                                  secret & nice      
       
                     aged like stone                                                     everything                        
          age(d) unknown                                            You promised

		  water s(m)ooth we                             for promised land
		     sun tame we                                            searching 
		         speak life                                          trembling
 
         life emerging    
~ ogunbesan.

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