Sky! Lift me gently up
as an infant bruised by life’s measure
& forgive my Spirit for it aches
by the fire
by the brimstone
of Life hard experienced
of Life unforgiven to the end
Sky! Your graceful colors are brilliant
be regal by air rarer than Cherub-breath
be held by no earthly governance
breathe! breathe! life is the glorious
battle! battle! life is the gift for
all victors!
:: 03.06.2020 ::
