With piercing death
Unending woe hotly wails its
Song to Justice’s all hearing ears
Sending winter’s untainted gift
Gently bleaching all bright
Mercifully dusting
Augusts’ fiery abode
In purest translucencies
Of cooling white
Love’s extraordinary comforter
Softly encasing
Domicile’s sorrow
Exposing only
His footprints leading
His beloved
To those most healing heavens
I am not a great fan of free form writing but I can appreciate well written work of any form.I certainly am happy to make your aquaintance Debora ivor aka poeticpiers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a poignant poem. Try mine – Frost Flowers—and you will see why. Adeline