RIC S. BASTASA


Friday The 13th - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

such is the holy
hour

music so sacred
gushes on the windows
and the doors

they are all open
throughout the day

and till tonight
to welcome the moon and
the stars

sleep so well
as i think of you

the greatness of God
his Magnificence

the black blanket of the
night
shall comfort you

it will be warm
it will be so lovely

all your fears gone
in the darkest hour

our hidden eyes can still
see so well

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, January 13, 2012


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