WAITING

Walking the dream

on legs without stars

 

a release drives within

like seasons changing

from equatorial spinning

 

pushing us against

celestial misgivings

of unanswered prayers

 

where

whispers and voices

strain through burlap

separating the living

from storytellers

 

as miracles wait

to be called out

from hiding.

 

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