Poem a Day April 3, 2012

Far Infrared deep in the cold dark and hidden light-filled chambers pulse shine   distant echoes modern ears perceive brilliant exhalations starbirth   edge to edge the signal travels “I am here” reflect respond   what the eye cannot see what the ear cannot hear your mind may grasp As usual, I needed to go […]


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