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Title: Poetry & Sketches
Post by: Providence on November 24, 2023, 03:27:06 PM
Lost Children
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In this silence a light
In this desert a cave
Ears open eyes closed
You are this light
You are this cave
Do not hide from me
Unsought you are found
A gate you are
A feast you are
A fortune you are from above
Flying on without wings
Carrying this one to heights
Reeds, unbent
Whispers, unspoken
Mansion of wisdom
You are the day
You are the night
From your table, learning
This lover, seeking crumbs
Title: Re: Poetry & Sketches
Post by: Providence on December 05, 2023, 08:36:52 AM
Light

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In these cracked hands, a hollow.
In these tired eyes, no wishes.
Past want. Past hope.
What remains inside?
All the treasures of this land.
Title: Re: Poetry & Sketches
Post by: Providence on December 10, 2023, 08:30:48 PM
Solitude of Wanderer

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When this one is alone
There is love in heavy heart

Every tear shed in solitude
A little prayer

Every star in night sky
A distant friend

My light dims
Shine, oh heart

Maybe a star will see it
Title: Re: Poetry & Sketches
Post by: Providence on November 22, 2024, 04:49:39 PM
Burning Tree
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Stood there a tree, love-birthed child
Tree whose name was Hope
Wept we, who slash the garden
Wept we, who are of ash

Burning, Hope did scream
Burning, Hope did die
Which sins had this tree-child?
Suffer sons the labors of Father?

All sons defy their forgotten makers
Desolate monuments crumble to time
Now, Hope is ash and cinders
.. and little more thereafter ..
Title: Re: Poetry & Sketches
Post by: Providence on March 13, 2025, 12:45:16 PM
Night
So many eyes are in night sky
Shining bright and small and far
What do they look for?

So many questions are in my head
Hard and strange, are both
Where are answers?

The more I grope
With large hand made for carve-rock
The more the truth slips away
Lost in cracks

So now
I only wander
Wonder
And am carried by cold night wind

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