The Fall
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Keep me as the apple of your eye;
hide me in the shadow of your wings
Psalm 17:8 NIV
The Fall
Blow leaves, just a few,
to feed my eye.
One clings to its branch -
“Hang on, Baby…” or “Let go…”
Another clings to a web, evanescent.
One more procures a landing
on my windshield, “I spy…”
Mysteriously the fall stops there,
as if I am in its eye -
I am the apple.
11/2/2022
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2022
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