POEM: Spiritual Cry Sees

Sometimes we are both overwhelmed and underwhelmed. There must be another way…

Spiritual Cry Sees

The sobs
The sobs
The SOBs
I happened
Up on
Staggering awareness
Falling on my as
I was
In during what seams
Like eternity
A cry sees of a kind
A cry seize of sorts
How due you
Eat an elephant
Sow stoop end us
The answer shows up
Won bite at a time
Getting the snack of it
In bare assing
Re-nude as a baby
Unguarded to the whirled
Soully hoping
To grow up
Just
A little more
Or mirrorly allot

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