This post originally appeared in November 2009
it mocks me.
I dream big
and glare.
It reaches inside
my head and I can
very small I am.
I want…
and the sky
laughs.
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Dr. M wrote this year's poem, and I would just like to remind everyone that he has a Master of Divinity (with languages) and a Ph.D. ...
I have often dreamt of the African sky. Thanks for sharing these pictures.
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ReplyDeleteThe ocean can make us feel so small, too.