Treasure Island

Steven Federle

(1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

Listen To That Darkness


'Oh, listen to that darkness, listen to that deep darkness, listen to those seas of darkness on whose shores we stand and die. Now can we have you, peace, now can we sleep in Your will, sweet God of peace? Now can we have Your Word and in Him rest? ' Thomas Merton, A Book of Hours.

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I'll wait in this bright room.


Night rages, windows fade
To none,


And trees bend, thrashed
By your love-song.


For you I'll wait -
Oh when, oh
When
Will you come?

Submitted: Friday, August 23, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013
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