PRIMATE
- David Raskin
- 2 days ago
- 1 min read
Playfully not done but being in the field was myself about to head into that settled ancient forest, I resembled purgatorius
Rays of the ruling sun freeing into me appealed as I dealt with my doubts of being fed, I had to again be nestled and be patient with others who flourished. With the breeze I was nimble and my entrance was sure and glorious.
Inside the notorious day of cooling just for fun my needing of him taking the wheel, had me return with the swell repeating tread of his unmeddled sainthood that I discovered who nourished my free simple mind by chance with a sure chorus of hope
Making myself go up the steps again within the tree, had me go to the awakened wise shelf of owned stuff and leaps that trained me to sing with glee
Atleast I now knew his latest song
Teach me teacher, I said to him the great one. He couldn’t be the faintest bit wrong
Each time the preacher showed his faith’s test at dawn, my seat upon his lawn, raised me up until noon, and painted was then my heart and mind being waitlist calm
- Avalon Dakota
- 10-21-25
- 10:57am
- PRIMATE




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