All the little things — I love
how they break and throw off sparks.
I was a sower once; in my pouch,
there were ten thousand suns.
In those days, I was man
and woman both.
I am still. Hold me
to the light.
Turn me gently
in your palm.
Recently Banned Literature, November 8, 2011
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Categories: Recently Banned Literature
Tags: Consciousness, Flesh and Spirit, God, Light, Poems, Poetry
William Michaelian 