THE heart has feet and bravely walks —
Frequently are of no color but all
frequently are of all hurt souls
Frequently are the dreams of all.
My own Spirit
My own screams
My own broken heart
And back to the square
of needing
As often a cranny
Where it used to be-
Shifts the paradigm
And Earth upon Axis turned!
The Council of twelve performed!
:: 12-19-2017
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