Release
Be still,
be calm.
Unclenched hands release
that shadowed heart, that in silence beats.
Spectral hope, all dream;
lighter grasp sets free
what may become
what may not be.
No claim,
no demand.
Unclenched fists let slip
that tethered gaze, once-blinded eyes.
Cord falls, loosely coils;
sea-breeze bears away
what cannot rule
what life denies.
Posted in Poems

August 7th, 2006 at 2:05 am
Good job.