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Tuesday, January 29, 2013

High Altars

High altar
A permit silver lining 
To leave a mark
Unveil the bewildered sun

You lay in the shade 
Across the absence 
Now the pressure calm
Can wait til morning 

Can wait above
High altars

A solitary glimpse
Into the hourglass again...
Despair 
All that remains of the sand 
Has emptied 
Further 
Into my hands 
Our fragile time in life.

All that remains of the sand 
Has emptied 
Further 
Into my hands 

As light as a feather 
Through each finger 

Our fragile time in life.

For all that’s created 
Knows their path, may never return. 
For all whose faith is shattered 
May never inspire these words.

Each little piece of sand 
Collected 
Is added to another vessel 
The same solitary soul to carry ashore 
The light is here and it's far 
Over in a instance;
Eyes begin to swell 
The tears for all of us.

Stay connected  

Our fragile time in life.

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