Sonic Drops

Meditations of a Christ follower, a time traveller, a mommy, a poet and a nurse

Stem-berry-research

There is a moment on this time vine

Green, a  baby, totipotent

Cold and tart

It waits out sun drenched hours

Surviving moments, plumping in the rise of the day

Accumulated and woven to carry through to an end

That moment ripens in a cocoon of happy steps 

Sure to burst forth and shed

Dripping juice onto the chin of the one who bites it

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