Poet Tree
Saturday, May 25, 2024
One of these Red Flask Days
As the shrubs shiver
The pink lily sways
With the one infinite wish
To recognize our divinity
And be free.
My lips touch the newly freed sky
And anoint the world.
Every nerve in the cosmos
Feels the kiss.
Divine oneness is so omnipresent
I must take a sip of tea.
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