Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Evening Breeze, 2016

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I end up at times
visiting old friends
dinners stretching

over time feeding
our souls
the privilege

of recalling
the spirit’s
visitations

our hearts
a candle burning
quietly

steadily shaking
in the evening
breeze leaves

we are made
to fall and to die
full of colors

when it’s season

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.

The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.

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