False Earth Poem by Patti Masterman
False Earth
Where all our words intersect-
There is a moon enlightening shadows,
And abstraction as reality's underpinnings,
Where we walk covered in gladness.
Where all the thinking words end,
There’s a brick wall that’s hiding the sun-
And a detour leading nowhere-
Where the false earth comes undone.
only when we reach the final stillness will we hear the flight of a solitary bird! this is a very good poem... made me think!
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5/11/2024 9:24:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a total wonder, this magic, where we walk covered in gladness....I just feel that line so totally........ The Master is working the magic.... Jim Troy