Somewhere,
hidden in the company of my blood
and with all the others who love me,
there is the tinder
that starts the fire in me
each morning
waking me
to the warmth
of the home
where this body
has learned
to live
and recognizes
the constellation
where the galaxy
of souls
began.
Monday, June 25, 2012
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