Divine Path
My soul in filled with paths,
Haunted, it is, by light
That causes me desolation,
My soul is a celestial bird…
I’m now blue from
Sky and ocean
And smell like garden
All around…
My kiss is now on the edge
Of dusk,
My soul is a child in prayer…
I’m this morning
Of poem and sunlight…
I’m this divine path for
You, my love, to walk on…
© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila
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