Poetry from John Edward Culp

            Vulnerable 
      -----------------------------


Half the Moon
      through
           Broken 
                 Roof

I'll flap my arms
             where lips won't Do
 
And rest my thoughts
             where Wings once flew 

Half the Moon
     the
         Owl can 
                See

feathers Warm 
      No 
         tethers 
               Worn 

Wisdom   is more
                   FREE

                   Snow 
   Pierced by Small Hooves
 
       Lord's Grace to find 
              Transition 
                     Where   Cold & Light 
                                          Meet. 
Half a Moon 
    Half a Moon 

              The Life
        and the Spirit
             make Whole.


                     ♡