The
lion, the ox
the
man, the eagle:
four
are left, four
from
the beginning
or
near the beginning.
Four
unfurl their wings
until
tops are touching,
bare
sensations
at
nerve endings sounding
with
the peal of thunder,
the
crackling of the current
of
lightning. The sound of wings
touching
becomes
deafening.
Photograph by Roland Ally via Public
Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
1 comment:
Earth angels . . . beautiful, Glynn!
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