W(h)iles: Shadorma

W(H)ILES

While meanwhile
As ever they are
Preaching to
The choir
While for though they appear full
Their pews are empty

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feelings.

Posted on May 22, 2019, in Poetry, Shadorma and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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