a beautiful poem
sailed over head, a vulture on an unusual flight over the city park
adrift in my unconscious
the shape of clouds or the colors of pale red light
still, from this moment to that moment on the playground
I can recall the feel of the poem
and the sounds of children playing
a poem that grew alongside
Forgiveness total forgiveness
peace total peace
Jesus' love washing over my life and unbinding
a thousand sins
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