Palindrome - Cliffs Overhanging Death Poem by Patti Masterman

Cliffs overhanging death,
the ever lonely
only climb, to touch only
the face of god;
the lightning lights burning trees,
our trembling fingers
of hope in fears, faith revealed and flesh
forsaken the trail that we walked
before we said goodbye together,
final summit to plunge
will death of eyes open doors
elusive while alive?
soul caught my heart of prayer
my prayer of heart
my caught soul, alive
while elusive doors open eyes of death
will plunge to summit final, together
goodbye said we before walked we
that trail: the forsaken flesh,
and revealed faith,
fears in hope, of fingers trembling,
our trees burning lights,
lightning the god of face,
the only touch;
to climb, only lonely
ever, the death overhanging cliffs.

(written to Dead Can Dance - The Host of Seraphim)