Aged Mirrors (31) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

Aged Mirrors (31)



Slowly we realize
Places continue to voyage.
They leave us alone in our body,
Alone in our evening.


Heavy evening.
A place
Where earth has more power,
More gravity.


Aged years.
We realize that even our little days
With their little souls
Have room enough for pain.

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Friday, May 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
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