POEM: The Best I Metaphor

The soul plays I am called to…

The Best I Metaphor

Hear arises
A tapestry of metaphors
Sum call
Religion
Yet holy uncaptured by words
Nor a scribe
Who you
Be
Long to
They’re abides
Wear no deed
Possesses won soul
An un-brake-able keep
The best I ever metaphor
Collected
Yet not quiet herd
That irrepressible summon, never some out
In no weigh a loan
Awe to gather now

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