Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Warm Tide

As challenges become crises and

crises conquests,

the dim dusk light

glows over the coals that once

kept both mind and matter warm.


A lonely sandpiper sweeps

the incoming and outgoing seas of

age.

The oceans of comfort, control and condition

are now the floodtides of emotion,

and consolation.

written sometime in 1979
from "Echoes From the Belltower"

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