Sun, 24 Aug 2025
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I call You Great Comforter, friend,
The standing rock in splashing seas,
All else is deathly deep but you,
On you I find my feet. My feet,
Shall never falter this I know,
For you are firm though all else moves,
And even time finds pause in you.
And even stars find night in you.
And even stones find songs in you!
And even I'll find peace in you.
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Poems written on this day in years gone by:
A rain walk - rain talk,
To bridge the time between,
Old friends to the shifting hiss,
New friends in view of this
Old sound a texture into sheen,
Turned the world a blackboard and it chalk,
It wrote here in the petals,
It wrote here in the leaves,
It wrote here in the sloping hills,
The hidden stones beneath,
The people they must hear it,
The backdrop of a life under the clouds.