
Our lights are liquid
fluent waters
to drink
a soft supple gulp
unafraid to
lose, stagnant and stale
openness to
bring a sip of
life to the lips
a song of true-tellers unbroken tounges
prayers of muddy-little children
wisdom – given by the poorest soul
nourishment from a mother’s milk
and moments are made streams~kindnes sis. krissy
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