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Morning prayer: at the bridge

I breathe
And bridge the gap
I breathe and build a bridge

To the harvest
To the floor of gold and fields
They shiver
But mighty and erect
They carry me
Flowing fields
Of gold and suspension

I breathe
Lungs fresh
Expelling the worst of me
Expelling the best...

Dot dot ..
the time I have carried
By will alone
Against my better judgement
My legs the strongholds
Of many devils and my flesh

I have made the journey prior
Mostly in my skin
My flesh only...
it would fail me

But here I breathe
And my spiritual self seeks
A greater contact..
A continental shift in esse
An adjustment of bones
My marrow of being
That flavors the stew

Psychic change:
She delivers me
A God conscious Woman

I walk the bridge
With no legs

I take the bridge
And am carried
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