Prescribe Contemplation
Forgive me
For a fat mind
And soul leaden
With lethargy
Crowding out the angels
Pressing leaves of better notions
From a wisdom tree
I’d do so much better
Reading these even if I can’t
Hear heaven’s language
While living low to
Ground
Unearned wings
Plus siren’s wax all
Impeding taller clarity
C L Couch

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