St Aug Pier Vertical Glass

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Reflections On A Question Not Asked (JHWatkins)

 

I would not worship nature,

but

watch the firestorms

of evening Eden’s

colliding with collars of stars,

bordering the spreading blankets...

flowing......floating on mist.

 

Here deep spells

speak to rising hearts

of early years... tears...

and beginnings,

failed then

flourishing

in fading light.

 

Many the meetings in mirrors,

Reflection souls,

Broken and healed,

Sing out, having heard the cry

Wishing, then wondering-

Then washed by

colors of the night.

 

I would not worship nature

but cry quietly at

whispers of deep dreamy forests

drumming with wooden warmth

lost in caverns,

ascending in autumns,

forsaken in fragments

and

flames of the glowing day.

 

Come softer than nature,

with wounded revelations,

Waves of somber subtle summers,

winters, and springs-

Come straighter and stronger,

on strict lines of deft decisions

resting by quietest waters

of heart streams

that have come home

to the

fountain of the universe.

 

James Watkins 12-31-08

Done