Saturday, March 18, 2017

poem of the day March 18


An orbit going around 
an orbiting town
is found most 
everywhere
from mound to ground
A planet here
An atom there
disguised to keep
things unaware
To those few able
to allow themselves
in beyond this outer skin
where faith lingers around the rim
Remember only the orbiter 
decides which soul gets in

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