Poem a Day
Monday, February 6, 2012
Day 9
Do not forsake wind,
or snow that crests the ground-
for in empty beauty
this life is realized and found.
Several hours later,
bibles clutched to chest,
we sing of rocks and seasides
we sing of the life kept
neatly in our heads.
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