Monday, February 28, 2011

to put you in your place:
beside the rough oak
in the backyard
who with massive arms
holds back the sun
just as you with the stoic endurance of a thousand years
spread your jaws
to blot out my voice -
would be the work of all my strength

in this shade
with no sense of my own height
i wander gazing upward
at majesty's gentle swaying

i dream of, remember
the time of dreams
knowing that pain was
time itself remembering
no, reminding me of frailty
of the broken fragments
body and life,
forgiveness and freedom

broad sunlit fields
of love.

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