gently my eyes lift
I rise like the sun, in flesh
I glow warm with peace
How does it work?
Always such great imagery! I especially love "rise like the sun, in flesh." Evocative as hell!
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Always such great imagery! I especially love "rise like the sun, in flesh." Evocative as hell!