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My soul rejoices
For its metaphors,
Those pure and mixed;
Transforms symbols,
Veiled into Light�
We are literary:
Our stories, lives,
Encrypted by the Maker,
Deciphered by
Men and women
With ears to the earth
And eyes to the sky�
They have never forgotten
The Great Plains�
Its deep thunder of buffalo;
One with brother eagle
Respectful of thermals
And winds
Shared a treasured high
The unbreakable code
A language of Spirit |
By Joseph P. DiMino
Light
Cards
Copyright 2010
Listed February 24, 2010 |
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