Deep In The Light Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Grief beats me like a slender stick
Hard, on the ground with shame
Time is a sand cathedral
Love a standard of heaven
Dirt claims every raven
Her grave polished America
Legacy a steel heart
My tenderness keeps me alive
Kafka tried to destroy his books
Mountains steep as hell

Travel with your poised veil
Hide the treasures that rust
Quote the words of the dead
I shall hear the grass sing
Kiss the forests by the sea
Sing with the West Wind
The prisoner is free
Quiet is a great frontier
Joy has climbed up my vines
Pearl cliffs join the beryl

French poetry by a fire
Gracious blue stars
Moons like pink roses
Purple holidays
I am the new creation
Lofty silence like forgiveness
Breathe again with surrender
Winter slippers on wood floors
Gentle withdrawal
Deep in the light I go