Eccles. 9:7 Poem by Chase Berggrun
Eccles. 9:7
In my favorite fantasy
I am given
permission I am prone
face toward the light
beach queen bathed in body
A thought that comes from a coming-from the sweet place
where a sunset isn't indescribable
something simply looked at
The sun sets I sit
sinless in sand
I sip only once
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4/28/2024 9:48:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well expressed thoughts and feelings nicely encapsulated with insight. Thanks for sharing, Chase.