Sunday, August 12, 2007
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
What is it,
this channeling god,
these words pouring through
like love strokes of light,
these syllables taking over
becoming flesh, my flowing veins,
I cannot remember
when it was not this way,
when my blood did not ache
for whatever this is.
Dorothy Walters
August 9, 2007
(Once again, the image is provided by Jeannne Keenan. Thanks, Jeannine.)
