Autumn Morning Poem by guillermo veloso

guillermo veloso

guillermo veloso

New York City
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Autumn Morning



Broken and tired on
An autumn morning
I slipped on the golden wet leaves of a sleeping tree
With a fire locked in my bones
A resurrection free of faith
Plain and true lay at my feet
As myth melted away
Life was plain and open to
A resurrection of mind and soul

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