Divining
Rods We Are For God
While
Feet Feeling Ground Are Handles For Crown
because the world
was unkind
I tried to hide
inside my mind
there I
thought our world’s embraced
by blessings
from a distant place
but sensing
legs support our head
we are divining
rods
that tread
feet’s soles
ground souls
to seek
sense
find
what’s here
near
all
around’s
divine
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