Friday, May 4, 2012

Elusive Words

There are words here, deep inside,
but I can't find them.
They peak from rough edges of stone walls,
but glancing once, twice,
gone as a vapor.

Are there keys, both brass and gold
In sodden pockets?
How to reach them
Digging once, twice
Only to find holes, absence.

In quietness and rest
Hope
Hope for change
Open doors to misty vistas
Now clearing where words appear.

2 comments:

  1. Lovely ramblings, Michele.
    Has the ring of Isaiah 30:15.

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  2. Thank you, Mary....yes, it does ring a bell. And ramblings they are...
    God bless
    Michele

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