My sleeping body is a field lying fallow,
dark loam of flesh folded in on itself,
imbibing mysteries. When I rise,
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I like the way the verse takes shape - from the rise and return to 'dream earth'. Nicely written and enjoyable to re-read. Thanks for sharing, Coll
Max - You have such a noble and gracious spirit.....and I agree, the depths of our love, and largess can be endless. Blessings to you - Cheryl