Thursday, December 11, 2003

Early Watches

In the early estival watches
he ponders the inner rose
which burns before him

he smells the rosary
on his fingertips
and explores the sacred cave

the house breathes
around him; he
wants to sing

he wants to sing
for the frost dancing
in moon-dimmed starlight

he wants to sing
give thanks for the cave
and for the early estival watches

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