this being human
is a morphling guise
arising from our night
whispered at the sunrise
warmed by the daylight
folded in the sunset
to be redreamed
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
Being Human
this being human
is a morphling guise
arising from our night
whispered at the sunrise
warmed by the daylight
folded in the sunset
to be redreamed