To see, to feel
eternal things
bud
bloom
breathe
I wait as if
in prayer, I
write by hand, I
build
bloom
breathe
breathe
in hope through pain
and thus delay
but not deny
what is to come.
© 2011, Patrick J. Connors
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Awesome. Thanks, Rose!
Our pleasure — thank you so much for sharing this breath with us!
so perfect! Thank you!
Thank you Debiie. I love your poetry!
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