Recognizable to God


It's that first remembrance that rings a bell
It's that glimpse of perfection a hint
A truth pouring forth beats our stale stories
On the hill I lay upon a field of grass
I was high on life, recognizable to God...


© 2016 Mark Richard Prime

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