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poetry among friends…

This is cross-posted at Mrs Metaphor today…just so’s you know.


the light surprised me I thought it would be dark murky and mysterious but the sky was open wide and airy

the scent was as I had expected heady and sweet I closed my eyes the priest walked down the aisles with soft footsteps garments rustling censer clinking and I took it all into me

If only I could photograph the scent and the feeling I get in my heart and head when the chanting mixes in washes over me wave like and whispering and carry it always in my right hand pocket

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