You . . .

On this slip of land,

this crest of water–so shifting, so weaving,

beneath these vapor wings and silken threads,

that shadow over, obstructing forever views,

You break through.

About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower

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