Teira Naahi

Saturday, September 2, 2017


The light shone above the altar stone

While happily frustrated sat alone

A priest could priest the hood no more

As Salem’s child walked through the door

And things do move

As things do change

Within the grove 

A bitter wind came

A vibration subtle

A song unheard

Not seen was the big whale

Changing the word

Not seen not seen

The changeless thing

Tyranny tyrant began to sing

And while all these dreams

Passed through this day

Mary’s child still closed out the play:

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