Saturday, January 3, 2009

Tomorrow:


Loneliness

pushes past the settled–



coming to rest like a fallen leaf.


**



Eventually, we might see an expansion of riches:


**


Blown bits of our
misfortune;


lifted by Angels


or, an unknown opportunity,


crying for
tomorrow.


W.H.B.~01/03/09.~revision~11:59AM.

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