Thursday, August 15, 2013

Down and Deep


Souls descend beneath slabs of rationality
Through fathoms of subterranean silt
To granite caverns dark and still
Where headwaters seep and 
Streams immortal brew

Up and far
From secret plots of solitude 
The living cast their prayers 
Past clouds of bronze
To quench desperate desires 
and wash troubled brows 

By and by
Dreamers sleep
and rest their heads on rocky beds
Dampened by rain and sleet
Where roots grow thick in sweet earth
And eternal boughs do shade 

-- GJ Gillespie