the low-hanging clouds
mean that god is in residence
on the mountain of serpents
just west of here
tendrils of holy mist descend
adding depth to my perception
of the many canyons and rises
that are just flat foothills most days
adding understanding
by obscuring
showing me more
by showing me less
only god moves in this way
i bow my head in reverence
for my father, god
for my mother, nature
Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 6:33 PM UTC
the low-hanging clouds
mean that god is in residence
on the mountain of serpents
just west of here
tendrils of holy mist descend
adding depth to my perception
of the many canyons and rises
that are just flat foothills most days
adding understanding
by obscuring
showing me more
by showing me less
only god moves in this way
i bow my head in reverence
for my father, god
for my mother, nature
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