At certain angles
Delphi appears to be a long river
with a man standing
in the flat bottom of a rectangular boat
polling it forward.
At another angle
each of her spoken words
forms a picture
of a house that means home
with the smell of hot apple pie.
Head on you see your church
and a bell in the tower
that peals bird songs
and the freshness
of the instant an April shower ends.
From the backside
you see the uninvited stranger
who threatens you
by reminding you to live the core
of your belief set every day.
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