there is magic in it
the touch of my hand
to the roof of this room

feeling the power
the thunderous power
the down pouring power

of a river coursing
down the other side
tingling in my palm

vibrating through
asphalt and wood
through bone and marrow

into my open soul
letting it drink, drink of the
life heaven pours



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*C.B 5/19/2011