Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Body of a bird


In the name of God, Most Merciful, Most Kind,
* * *

Surrounded by mist,
That is clearing,
and
The softness of a
rain,
I am here
while my soul longs
to merge with the simplicity of
God's creatures
Flying
in the body of a bird
But not
in that of a crow's.

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