Thursday, September 29, 2011

Poem, Even if Low, 9-29-2011

Destruction, malfunction, a scrambling of thought,
peace sweeps in fully to yield what was caught.
What jewels, what sentiments can be used now,
save from catastrophy even if low.
Wait for the new growth,
wait for the sprout,
wait for the clarified truth to come out.
--EVE Featherstone

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