Every World Akin

Every World Akin

By Gerard Traub

 

With the sun rising 

inside my heart

the wind billowing

against my skin

where skies of blue

light these horizons

and a morning song

finds every world akin.

 

I stretch my eyes

across cloud and distance

my fingers beyond

sense of touch alone

this hour calling 

between moments

until a bird’s silent wing

sparks a longing for home.

如花初綻

如花初綻

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