Crying Upon Her Knees Poem by David Lacey

Crying Upon Her Knees



Dreams of enlightenment come hither through the void
Weaving their magic upon a child so coy
He dare not run least he upset and uproot the soul.
Beauty, grace have reared a face to rival that
Which launched a thousand ships.
Yet when the night draws in we find her
Crawling, crying upon her knees.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: enlightenment,magic
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David Lacey

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