Gods

This world, O friend!
has too many Gods,
too few godmen,
and the rest of us,
do we even matter?

 

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Closer

She looked into the rear-view mirror to see her parents, leagues away from talking terms and smiled a faint smile.
It said, “Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.”.

Morning dreams

Forgotten,
like a morning dream,
when we met,
shared our silence,
reminding me,
Sunlight can’t be grasped,
feel it with open hands,
breath can’t be held forever,
Love isn’t plucking a flower,
planting them is.

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