#2059 - a fire first tending hands

 

2059

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20.viii.25

a fire first tending hands

 

little I am

to still see up

and almost almost

 

where we are

 

day heals over the dream

the dream heals light

 

so sunshone green

 

we wear the night with wishing

press the hours with hope

 

it’s twig between the falls

to strike

 

the least bird here sings dawn