Beverly Ewart

Monday, February 11, 2013

Open Portal

Sometimes, just in the
very now,
a portal will open and I have to lean way back in the brightness.

It's all just in the
very now.

I don't bother to try to
capture any images
except what my tongue can hold;
a flake of manna,
like snow,
melted almost before I know it's there.

Beverly - 2/11/13
Posted by Beverly Ewart at 8:54 AM 1 comment:
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