Thursday, March 9, 2017

Such safety in being unseen
I have been so visible and so unknown

I have been a pillar of clouds:
A signal, a leading, directionality and hard work
I have been a pillar of clouds in the sky
Over a desert with no rain
And I have not fallen

You find me now, crowded
Along my edges with unsung desires,
Full up of fitful dreamings:
Oh catch me crass and crestless and tell me
That I can be yours

Know me here in the trenches of the world
Dark red ridges where you and I
Could dredge our sins entirely:
Let me put down
The burden of this rain, the weight
Of renewal that it brings.
Know me here where dust is springtime
And fallow land our home. Know me
Here in the red mountains,
And take me back to the lakeshore
Where I have always belonged and never been.

You find me now, a pillar of salt
Shredded with grief. Anchor, grounding, castaway,
In each other we are beautiful
And I would let you take me home.

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