The Secret Work, a collection of 52 Poems and One Essay.

by John Terlazzo

 

EVEN STILL

Still I praise the Nameless,

And I aspire to be that.

Really, what else is there to do?

 

 

We think we know

Where the sheaves of wheat

Are stored away & hidden,

But when

We break the seal -

Only laughter.

 

The energy of love is absolutely endless.

     

 

     
 

   

 
       
           
       
             

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