Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Still

Just a poem I wrote a few years ago:




Still



Residue of a dream
     walking words of prayer
          sung in soft shadow speech
               celebrating love and life
                    revealing lore, law, and learning
                         diving celestial signs and ciphers

Residue of a dream
          enchanted chain of blessings
               living links to time's awakening
                    forged by faith, holding fast

Residue of a dream
          wandering among you
               unnoticed, unremarked
but still here






And best wishes for the birthday of the world!

1 comment:

tracy said...

exquisite dear darling man~