in the in between
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begin to soar
ink is wet
page is dry
the words get
ready to fly
spread their wings
begin to soar
thoughts they bring
to open doors
able to win
in the face of defeat
it can happen in
a single heartbeat
over the land
like a holy hymn
nothing can stand
before them
something unseen
can still glow
in the in between
bigfoot knows
I am still in the holler. I plan to depart tomorrow. I still have a few things to do for my brother’s hilltop hayfield video. Hopefully you will be able to see it on the blog in the next week or so. I hope that you enjoy your Wednesday!