Tag: mysteries
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Of Ruins & Resurrections
CARA MIA  My angels wring no hands together… No palms clasp in prayer, no eyes downcast, My angels do not wear robes of saffron & rainbow Or tilt their heads, listening to prayers My angels are bare-breasted, Afire, ululating atop mountains My angels are ridge runners Light-footed & glowing. My angels are powerful, They carry […]
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