Levity Angels


Effervescent enough… for reticent paths unsung.

Words we mean to say.

Bramble clouds on a spring day.

Long, the travel, for reflection’s whisper.

Searching for answers without having certainty.

It was a sobering pact,

I made when writing…

‘first do no harm.’

Cursive letters…as tall as, an ancient New Hampshire pine.

In the nativity of my naivety…

I could walk many miles  hunting for wealth.

Alas,

no,

answer angels.

Only rocky roads of levity.

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