the edges of my sight
flake and flutter away
taking the scenery with it
and I absolutely myself
and facing the darkness again
made of nothing but what God gave me
as all said has been delivered
with the Light beyond my sight all there is
Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
Friday, January 8, 2016
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