Treasure Island

Steven Federle

(1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

Meditation at San Damiano


dark veins fill my sight
lying dendrites firing doubt
through my fragile faith,

complication
denying all escape

but as these steps rise up the steep hill
and converge into the unseen sky

I climb
to my blue redemption,

simple
and free.

Submitted: Friday, May 16, 2014

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