Souvenirs of the Spirit
by Charles Levenstein

    Mexican altar beaten from bottled beer caps,
    Adam and Eve inside praying for rain.
    A magnet of Kali to remind me of home.
    A turtle postcard to celebrate my birthday.
    You thought I was alone here
    but I am surrounded by souvenirs of the spirit,
    I have decades of help, prayers answered
    or not, prayers defeated
    or not, a lode to mine,
    a river to pan, or not.






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