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3.

Full child

above this child is an angel
where god takes a pathway
in wild dreams the child walks
under the sun this face is a dove


with flowing hair - a small tree
crying at the edges with every step
near a lake surrounded by stones
fathers swim love-sick
mothers drink medicinal wine
god trembles with excitement.
at nightfall one hears the cries
of children.
by the candle their fresh faces
wait for dark songs
soft eyes heavy with sleep
god’s lonely caress falls
on the ears of the innocent.
in every sleep the final silver
of expired stars.