Saturday, July 29, 2017

Adrien's poem, Waterfall.


You step beneath a crystalline spray,
A shiver records the temperature shift.
Warmth descends over shoulders, back
Bare flanks to calves, carried in rivulets
Streaming. Breathe and tip back your head
Feel the beat on closed lids and brow
The trickle into your ears, the sluice into
The hollows of your collar bone. Ah...
Supremely sweet heat releases the
Tightness of pent up care and fatigue
The road is forgotten, sleep beckons.
Think of your shared humanity,
How those stumbling into bright lights
From the cattle cars' reeking horrors
Would have calmly embraced the hope
Of what you experience now.

                                                                    By Adrien Helm

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