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2 poems—a dragon and the presence of the Lord

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A Dragon Calls

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Sigh

A dragon calls

With a harness

For a human

And a land

To fly me to

Or bring me back

As I might choose

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Thank you

Dragon

I’m sorry if I can’t

Pronounce your name

Though I think it time

To say yes

And fly away

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A wizard might arrive

With a great horse

On the porch

Though that is the final story

For another day

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In the Presence of the Lord

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I’m thinking spiritual

The presence is

Well

Everywhere

I’d like to think

Imbued in everything

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But after making

And our due to credit

The rock does not have you in it

Though the storm

However much we feel

The preternatural push

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I might find you

In the molecule

Or on the comet

Inside Leviathan

Or in the upholstery

Of the seat

Next to mine

On the plane

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But that’s because

You are in my own

And everyone’s

You make it

And your own it

And you lend it

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And inside the nucleus

You are there

In each one

You are there

Not a pantheistic impulse

But to say here’s love

In each particle

Sub-particle

Don’t miss it

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C L Couch

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Photo by Laith Abushaar on Unsplash

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