i sit upon the lowest stair glance back – no smile – nothing missing no intention set for climbing disaster’s near yet there is no fear seas of souls ascending
i kick the bricks and ditch my shoes and set off barefoot wandering the sky ultra bright cloudless filled with Her reflective light
i walk upon the broken grass the soil dry and brittle i hop up on her overlooking ledge and lay – in rest and waiting on her magnificence and luminous face
from my new collection Crowning The Self in the Time of Corona for sale on Amazon