Holy Days Poem by Steven Federle
Holy Days
These are my holy days
when dark spirits inundate
the mystic forest
and urge me with purling song
into empty waters.
But I’ll stop my descent
Into somnolent night.
I see a new way to fight
this terminal pain.
Looking into your eyes
at last I confess
your brighter path
and joyfully say,
Yes!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
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