27 November 2008

In The Cathedral On Thanksgiving Day

Alone in the cathedral this November day
Or so I thought, as I prayed away fears
Cool morning air and the fallen leaves
Your voices bringing me to tears

You were there in the sunlit leaves
Unseen, perhaps, but not unfelt
I ask who is there? Who is it that grieves?
Geese answered me, my heart to melt

Thankful in the cathedral, that I am not alone
On the heron’s blue wings, I see
A spirit land among us, sunlight shone
Bright on my icy skin, and our souls in three

Might it be ghosts? Or unrequited love?
Details not of my concern
For in that moment brief
It was all of you I could discern

For now, this is enough.

(In memoriam of G-maw, E. and C.: Thanksgivings that were and will never be)


  1. My son,My son
    We love you too and miss you.


"Let your laws come undone
Don't suffer your crimes
Let the love in your heart take control..."

-'The Hair Song', by Black Mountain

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