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We are children together
Gifts from & to
Each receiving
within & through
We are children together
Lifts my feet
Intuition, Premonition
Lots of Stuff
I claim disgust,
doubts & failed
my own
Trust.
I blame myself
& find You in
my mirror.
Focus draws shame
from the seeds of
Doubt sewn
nearest my trusted desire.
Blame myself &
Lost my picture of
You
Alone I find reflection
in experience
& I can stop tilting
the scales.
It is what it was
as the present
slides into
the Future.
Don't tell me
I'll find out soon enough!
by John Edward Culp
Saturday morning
December 16, 2023