We Are Home, micropoetry by Michael Murdoch at Spillwords.com

We Are Home

We Are Home

written by: Michael Murdoch



Nerves reach the iris of the sky
An azure reassurance up on high
The eye winks, anticipating prayer
Fingers clasp shut releasing air
A sermon preached in shifting leaves
Form a cocoon of unity each believes
Answers in the silence roam
Every one whispers ‘we are home’

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