Saturday, July 13, 2019
Whatever This Is––poem by Dorothy
WHATEVER THIS IS
By Dorothy Walters
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.
from "A Cloth of Fine Gold: Poems of the Inner Journey"
