Lift high the gaze

Upon which my shuddering wings

Sweep across the palette of life;

To heal my ever-pulsing flight

Toward silence

A silence so profound

It reigns my rambling yet cracked heart;

Breathing the breath of life

Into scaling the tortured mountain

Of sorrows past yet remembered

For their noble and exquisite love.

Noble and exquisite love.

Exquisite love.

Love.

Note: Colin & Virginia “We are all God’s needful children.”

February 2, 2017 Meldrum Poetry Workshop

Prompt: June Beverly’s Angel Creature pastel