THE BEAUTIFUL
MUNDANE:
POETRY, ORIGINAL PAINTINGS, PHOTOGRAPHS by Peter
"Break the wine glass and fall towards the glass-blower's breath."
"Walk out like someone suddenly born into color!" Rumi
Saturday, May 2, 2009
the horns are gold they blow silk/ en sounds through the song’s fresh air,
this brisk breeze is made for play,
yes we laze and sashay as brass trum/ pet or bird aloft on strip/ ed wing for days and days.
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