O Great Creator.... Poem by DM W

O Great Creator....



O great creator of being
Provide these pale spectres with tears.
So that they move from nothingness,
To sorrowful realms of softness.
So that they can become humane:
And be redeemed by sun & rain.
Let them know the caress of light,
As well as the bleakness of night.

Monday, February 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition
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