Saturday, February 25, 2017

Poem 5

In the darkest night
when everything rotted
Someone answered
A whisper


The Numen I used to call out
appeared as a loving father
All I expected was wrath and punishment
but love overcome all


He said in a loving peaceful breeze;




My heart broke, and he kept the shreds
He was there,
I remembered his promise to me;
“Never turn back,

for you are mine”

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