Wine into Water

Water heals her wound
the evidence comes
as a scar blossoms in her flesh
like smoke rising
from burning leaves
it has been a long struggle
sometimes she dreams
of lying in her casket
when this nightmare is over
but for now her thoughts are clearing
maybe Jesus is turning her wine
into water

 
  

Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Clearing

Late summer twilight, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 

clearing the flyway
for every star in waiting
crow’s persistent cry

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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