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(Poem of the Week)
from part IV Alfresco Activities, Corina
IV-1
I wait to be unfettered—
free from scars embedded in my soul.
Unbodied in twilight
dipping in flight
past centuries
without a map
I’ll fly
toward my ancestors’ reverence
inside a sunrise
coral corridors
chastely sublime
bestowing a path
luring the wild
Sacred surrender
Hallowed arrival
Let me swim in your presence
in naked, natural . . .
lift me to heaven
to the water’s crown
blue jewels shining
across anchored realms.
© 2007 by Cori Lark

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