iscreetly, in secrecy, searching within man or nature or maker
Reflections throughout history
Bullet pierced anatomy, sacrificial six pointed stars, unhealed scars…
Silently, frantically scratching Auschwitz cell walls
Life ending screaming echoing still through Columbine halls
Painted in a mothers post partum face like stillness before a storms carnage
Awaits...a hint...a glint...a glimmer...a flicker…then fades
Glimpse the dichotomy of humanity…
A serpent flicking its tongue in scorching mid-day Sahara sun
In search of direction and protection and rest
All long for the wings of the dove
To make wrong into right...to make darkness into light…to find a place beyond pain
As one precious day darkened…a temple tapestry tore, top to bottom
In an instant…eternal opportunity…a cup emptied…perfect plasma raining down
Calmness, quiet, absence of strife, tranquility
Something like a dove came and went…heaven bound…heaven sent
Someday…we all may…on wings of eagles fly


   

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