Linens. A Long Time

A LONG TIME

A blanket of quilts lay like a painting of a Prince
It’s folds making a robe long as timeless hourglasses

I took one as my sweater and stood up against the wall.
I have been reading of Escapes inspiring thoughts about Thee.
I walked around the rooms
in a living meditation and compassion
Stars twinkled
Brightly
-Miisrael