In Passing Poem by Crystal Korzinsky Chambers

In Passing



Somewhere between the snow
that blankets fields
surrounding vacant sections
we were put;
In the seats they occupy-
the spaces we sit
I heard the song of inspiration.
Not tone deaf, the heart, it did hit.
In this purpose,
In this line,
passes the light of that moment
shown bright on winter snow.

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