Theme: Grace

Gracious Agony

In distancing our courtship
You said leads me to ‘profound fulfillment’
My middle age years in your arms
I thought is endless
As time nears my last hours
as an earthly mortal
Realisation dawns my well-accomplished joy
Our meaningful short spell of passion
I thought is endless
As you pay no heed to my presence
The wounds bolster my energy to new horizons
Of understanding I think is endless
After all, how can flowers blossom
in volcanic dust? 

21-Feb-2011

More By  : Prof. Dr. Jennifer Marie Bayer

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