Until You Forget

Until You Forget

Friday, October 07, 2005

The Softness of Suffering

My suffering has fashioned a deep well
That communicates birds
To the dark ocean eye,
That slips deep and grabs
Hanging wings from the sky

That flows ancient rivers
Through the whispering endless heads
And in surges delivers
Its sermons to the beds
Of silent time, with lips pressed
Against the swell,

Each soft wavering line
Defined
By the endless strikings of the bells

2 comments:

mysticgmekeepr said...

Beautiful! well i'm glad you are here:-) i have two blogs here also. Check them out... don't keep them up as regularly but do update them fairly often with poems, thougths and pics. I'm glad i found your words...they have power for me.

Max said...

Always great to hear from you Mystic... don't worry I'll be tuning in from time to time :)