while Grand Divine Designs

wheel and lock in the heavens


our common daily turmoils ratchet up

and we are at the mercy of our own stumbling...


oh for whatever apocalyptic turns

of some forming future called into manifestation


to us it's just another day in the fields

with shovels and no boots and plenty of fertilizer...




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