Intimations
We are left clues everywhere--
the purring of the Eternal
made by a boundless ocean
as it laps the shore,
the winds as they kiss
your cheeks and lift
the game heart, the sun's
soft touch on open flesh,
its breath warming and pulling
us up, outward to blue sky...
Copyright © L. J. Carber | Year Posted 2020
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