Monday, January 16, 2012

Whisperer's Valentine

If our better angels
are as far above us
as we are above the
animal kingdoms
the composite flower
each so intricately is
I try to imagine their
profound frustration
infinite patience as
our trainer-teachers
whispering and
herding us through
our lives toward some
harvest like how
today my angel
told me to inspect
my hands every day
and ask myself if I
remember how I
made them and why

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