Saturday, March 21, 2009

ORPHAN (for Amy)

Oh the rain!
I clawed a ditch
around my soul's tent.

Oh the dark!
I pulled light
from the pole star.

Oh the cold!
I blew blue flame
into my palms.

Then I heard the river stop.
Far off I saw the mountain fall.
What next? I asked,
and waited.

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