• Tricia D. Wagner

On Night Winds Winging #12


What cypher might reflect of god,

diagraming the ancient, the sacred?

Will mountains stand in?

White mountains ore streaked

keeping memories of Earth’s creation?

Or raging seas or doctor’s mind,

leviathan flashing its tail to the sky?

Will a baby’s smile do?

Or a thunderstorm knifing?

In all or in nothing I stuff of god find.

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