![]() Settles into My BonesA Poem by Alfred Kukitz![]() reflection![]() Settles into My Bones Heard like a storm's morning I find the echo of night Pathways inch into the soul of day My prayer listens to the hour's fresh sign Self comes in a whirlwind of calm reflection Here and now settles into my bones.
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StatsAuthor![]() Alfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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