comfort

nails are meeting my feet
still sweet sky
still blue

Spirit of healing

between the tears are the streams of weeping

trial ( my difficulty that cannot be overcome by logic)

here i sit and watch it eat in my head
feast
in prayer
and sleep.

small

the ant knows were to go. today i don't

dot life

travel inside travel that meets only its tail

lies ( web +design satan)

spiders that never fall asleep in my dreams after i wake.

Love of God

drink in everywhere air