veins of rivers carve my soul

Yaira Ebanks
1 hour ago
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veins of mountains, veiled in snow

listening to Miserere,

eyes swell to the hymn,

my heart to the rise

and fall of its notes

sway where heaven thins

become sound and light

mercy,

I dance to understand

mercy,

I weep to let go

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