Elna Nel


Fathers And Sons (2) - Poem by Elna Nel

when black in piteous cry back away
from the morning ray and night
is offended by the light
that's when he'll meet with you
down by the well
in deep desert's dawn
where the black bird's protest
is still clear but further
from your thirsty ear
and words become sounds
like drops of a water bell
between rain and dew
in the middle of pain and new
he'll meet with you the father
in compassion's arm, the son


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2012



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