Friday, April 9, 2010

Two 4 Three

Hold center in the poem.
Let it surround you like a forest refuge.
Let it, also, the open field in which to stretch.
Its singing springs will soothe your nerves.
In its denseness, you will know security.

Recite its verses in first light.
At night, the poem will cradle you.
It is the 13 Promises given David,
in Psalm 23 --- David and me,
and G. makes 3.

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