Finding its own way,
a purchase, in the seam
the tiny hole, the junction
between the dirt, the air,
the water, the sky
found between the granite blocks
a bit of sand, from the winter
in the tiny nook
enough for life
to spring forth
bloom in glory
in the steps of Your church
our church
this July morning
July 30, 2007 14:57
photo on Sunday, July 28, 2007 7:45am
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,540+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
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