apogee
long-time coming
worn-out sandals
that walk the straw
beside the cold
and winter storms
summer dynamos
that
race
toward
the peak
of faith that’s floored
at autumn’s end
the time we spent
around a bend
when spring
and earthly blossoms bring
the color from dirty slings
yielding
our tidal fears
and savoring the ripened fields
that tread the line of dark and light
Year:
2012
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