Jan 2016
We rise
only to fall
angels
gone to ground
in the sweet loam
honor the bones
let silt become
the raw clay
to re-form
our souls
only to fall
angels
gone to ground
in the sweet loam
honor the bones
let silt become
the raw clay
to re-form
our souls
We fail, we fall, we learn, and are reborn...
Written by
Denel Kessler
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