Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Cathedral Glass

Today I'll let my feet decide the path
I take. And look, how beautiful the trees,
like bonfires seen through old cathedral glass
with broken shadows crawling underneath.
I walk away. No memory of truth
remains on hollow sidewalks, empty streets
that echo to the heels of my old boots.
To those who follow, here's what I bequeath:

a broken shadow on a broken wall;
a ragged wrack of ruined clouds behind
the storm; a palisade of stone; a face
all carved with dreams upon a temple vault;
a moonbow drawn against the nightmare time;
a life of struggle and a moment's grace.

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