by Elizabeth Reninger

Original Language English


gold light making
mountains fluid

again and again i melt
into You

(You turning might's
rivers into

bliss) receive the day's bright
touch as though

it were mine
with cupped hands offer

you This ...

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The Longing in Between: Sacred Poetry from Around the World (A Poetry Chaikhana Anthology) And Now the Story Lives Inside You