The light beyond
The light beyond,
so out of reach,
bastion clouds disguise;
the light beyond
yet close at hand
not hidden from my eyes.
Touch of beauty
but held at bay
by threat and dark and fear,
is not distant
but waiting there
the beauty in a tear.
The cry of rain
and the promise
of gently moving breeze
is all wonder
and just beyond
what the mind’s eye sees.
1 comment:
It's been too long since I visited my favorite poet. Always impossible to tell which poem I like the best.
Love 'em all.
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