Soul-Talk
it is not in me
I am within it
it is not real
it is beyond reality
beyond you and i
brother and sister
our parents are us
our children
plant flowers in our darkness
we love to love
even when we cannot hold on to it
even when we can -
we grasp it too long
soul-talk like this
will immediately
open eyes in any sky
there
we will look upon
that
which cannot been seen
but
only be
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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