Thursday, May 1, 2014

Exodus 14: In Writing

To walk within lurking deeps
liquid towers
dissolve on touch

Seek for solid
in  shifting reflections
haunted by children lost, children come

To follow that dimming pillar of fire
lone light signing
 the shadow way

between looming talons
the teethy mouth
what price  freedom?

A reverberating scream
And you will be what you will be
a distant fire on a flooded path

As the waters break

to spit us out
on the sandy breast of faith

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