Le Circuit Poem by Angie M..

Le Circuit



Light reflections among clouds
crystals bright as the Word in water,
rippling as the spirit saturates
though sorrow sings in the smoke of destitution.

Distant tree
moments (though bare) are not lifeless
Roots will thirst and draw from salvation
guidance
with the ever moving waters
veils of fog break through
sometimes in droplets,
sometimes brimming where high lands are scaled.

Le Circuit
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