Living Continues…

most chanting stops
when bombs fall
on the roof
incarnatio continua

each fall the prairie medley 
of goldenrod and purple aster 
dazzles me
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it is impossible not
to notice the almost imperceptible
debasement of falling mortals
incarnatio continua

gusts of wind
carry falling leaves
higher than treetops
incarnatio continua

how many times
has the youngest daughter fallen
to rise with bleeding knees
incarnatio continua