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Facets

there is

a silver stream

that trickles

through a village

and weaves its way

through town

and country

and state lines

covers continents

and boarders and walls and fences

over mountains

sea and air

it seeps into the street

through doors

and windows and bars

can get at anything

anywhere

at anytime

the armored man

the strongest woman

no difference

in the pocket

or the purse

the silver drops

the same

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery