Here’s one
Clouds
almost touched myself today
not far
from the place
that separates time
time and time again
clouds have seized me by the hand
have bundled me off to the edge of the sky
where the ice man lies
where truth is humbled into stony silence
if you ask me
where the sun shines
I will point
to a hole in the heavens
there
beside the still, shallow pool
with your eyes tuned to God
you might gather your reflection
into a clarion bell of light
© 2020 by Mike Maggio
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