gswrote
08-25-2012, 02:13 PM
reverie with ancient trees recedes with
each phasing moon
giant intimates
whose green breath primordial
is fading
the sun god who
once welcomed and entering at will
now tarries at the gate in bedazzling
askance
veiled are the portals to those
visitors from the ethers who with
great joy would hold aloft my day
i am pinioned to shadows
with the piercing ache of having known
light and faith
the candle of hope is given way
to the dry wick of existence
my steps are a constant tunneling upward
to an elevation which at last is the ceiling
i breathe and will movement
only sometimes cognizant of
the directions
conveying my numbness whither i can
unhappily unburdened by sense
awaiting the moisture of mercy
each phasing moon
giant intimates
whose green breath primordial
is fading
the sun god who
once welcomed and entering at will
now tarries at the gate in bedazzling
askance
veiled are the portals to those
visitors from the ethers who with
great joy would hold aloft my day
i am pinioned to shadows
with the piercing ache of having known
light and faith
the candle of hope is given way
to the dry wick of existence
my steps are a constant tunneling upward
to an elevation which at last is the ceiling
i breathe and will movement
only sometimes cognizant of
the directions
conveying my numbness whither i can
unhappily unburdened by sense
awaiting the moisture of mercy