And if we doubt,
doubters that we can be
despite our better parts,
we might listen to our
floundering apprentice souls
as they entreat us to turn,
find welcome not abandonment,
a levening of furious hurt into promise,
sweet recall of what we can forget:
Come closer, pilgrim,
enter finer, even holy realms
which reveal inside such drifting light
the true fullness of your soul
That’s one for my album. Thank you
Thanks right back…Interesting comment! You keep an album full of…various blog posts? Just curious!
Beautiful pics and poem
Thank you, Derrick