Slit

Infinity begins

just above the tree line,

 

where weighted thoughts

are cast,

 

and ponderings fidget

through the crack.

 

And the bright dead

leaves curl and roll.

 

Let us slip our enveloped

thoughts through

 

the slit of heaven

and earth.

 

Lord, hear our prayer.

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