Welcome to My life in the shadows



SAID MR. SHAMROCK TO MISSES
 
In the trail
and the tail of light,
long, low, light, bending
slow in arc,
can we not recognize love here,
the obscure beauty
of the rising sun,
the intermingled vines reaching,
the folded leaves stretching,
can we not see love here
in the sunlight,
in the morning shadows,
in the awakening radiance.
Can we not
feel the affection of wind
warm and full
through the empty heart sprout,
through the soul,
the shivering soul.

Be still now
my sweet
the day dawn awakens.
 
uTAH jAY


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SAID MR. SHAMROCK TO THE MISSES