8/02/2015

I Awoke


I awoke this morning with a prayer on my lips. "Lord, I promise
I won't get so drunk today." But with my very first breath came
the wine of love. I am a child of the Sun and Moon, hopelessly
lit by wonder. Forgive me. I will scatter my poems so silently in
the woods, the deer will eat them and stay out of your flowers.

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