Lacking Spiritual Sustenance (July 2015) Poem by DM W
Lacking Spiritual Sustenance (July 2015)
I am lost in the twilight realms of creation:
Desperately trying to reignite the old,
Rusted mechanisms and the battered structures:
That once gave bright form to lifeless particulars.
Another summer is passing me by. I watch
In wonder as the birds blend with drifting clouds
In the blue distance. How I wish I could rise high
Above this tainted world of tenebrous shadows.
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