Friday, January 13, 2017

singing





the music
of tiny waterfalls
in midwinter
I follow a newborn brook
singing wherever it leads me


~GUSTS 23, spring/summer 2016



I sing
my thinking mind
to sleep—
a deeper way of knowing
wells up like music

~red lights 12:2, June 2016

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2 comments:

  1. janetldJanuary 23, 2017 at 10:23 PM

    These two pair up v. well.
    I appreciate the "deeper way of knowing" that is evident in so much of your poetry.

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  2. Jenny Ward AngyalJanuary 23, 2017 at 10:41 PM

    Thanks, Janet!

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