Wednesday, January 7, 2009


In the icy stillness of Qumran
how could we not freeze in recognition
that everything would change
for better and worse and all in between?
These discoveries,
they make up the whole -
but only parts seem to shine
in ways that catch the tenor
of whatever we own that we call soul.
And what will this mean for my
frozen self?
For I am still motionless
in indecision.
Because it may mean nothing at all.

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