Travelling through waves
26 May 2017
Spirits speak
In clues to living
Uniting
The lost paths
Where mind roams all forgiving
The soul a free hawk
Our hearts leak
In secrets restored
We did hoard
Meanings key
The widow bowing on knee
The willful penance
Light entrance
Warming my fingers
Coveting
Mind lingers
Encroaching beehive’s stingers
Travelling through waves
Reading of the poem:
Through the Ghost – Shinedown