A Plea For Rebirth (May 2014) Poem by DM W

I've broken the black mirror
That told me that the world was absurd.
I've begun to light candles
To receive the blessings of a higher force.
Please no more crooked shadows!
Please no more starless, brutal nights!
Let me be gently reborn.
Let me smell the sweet roses again.
And if I escape this self imposed prison,
I shall plough my life gracefully like
A draft horse blended with a saint.
I promise to honour the harvest.