for Russell Ragsdale
a pin point towards
the light in your eyes
a reflection of knowing
just how deep the river's flesh
flows past the wondering finger
as it dips below the surface
the light of questions
unanswerable by blood
the sheild of age
and the dark bedchambers of wives
1 comment:
This is so great, dear Katy. The music is perfect with the tone of the piece. You have really outdone yourself. Wow, I'm impressed (and very thankful)!
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