Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Thursday, April 18, 2013
God
What we couldn't carve into stone
and stamp on paper
what doesn't move on grass
or wall, or in trees
that which is unsure
and forever changing
always fighting and trembling
That
then, must be in us.
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