Reverence

When I am lost, I open your palm.
We are always there. We – not you nor I.

Image by John William Waterhouse 1897 titled Flora and the Zephyrs

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5 thoughts on “Reverence

  1. Our palm is our nest.
    Its strong fingers, our shelter,
    Our bed, its soft flesh.

    ~

    And, btw, Waterhouse is one of my absolute favourites.

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