Day 306: Slow Work
a prayer for those who build…
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slow work
gentle toil
smooth my splintered grain
soft erode
my deadly edge
with tender drops of rain
i can feel my surface changing.
let me be
in centuries
and sip upon the years
filled with cups
of sweetness
and chalices of tears.
let alterations
alter
like the coming on of age
and gently wrinkle
all my skins;
conform this fleshy cage.
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