Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Social Work Policy 1.2

Come away
And show me your
Eyes
Wash your windows
With the salty tears
of Love.
Whisper in the dark
Shout in the Son
Wind may rage
But will not change
What we Are.
Is a crunchy leaf
blown miles away
Any less
a leaf?
A sponge for
Light
Energy
Food.
Soak up the
Vital-men's
Convert to life
Life and hope
Come away
And show me your


eyes.

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