in a dark place

you make the god you want, not of gold
or even paper, but green-warm earth—hail
it as something gifted from the blue.

what is your church? but this slate blue
mountain, bare slopes, trees brushed soft gold,
solitude, song; or fall’s sharp wind, rain, hail,

snow silence. eyes closed, face lifted to hail
pilgrim thought. no room for guilt in sky’s blue:
if the soul lights, burns ember-gold—

I am. (gold-hail prayer in this blue)

Thanks to Christine for the three tritina words.

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20 thoughts on “in a dark place

  1. It seems like it would be easy to make a highly visual poem out of two color words, but this went beyond – it’s packed full of gorgeous nature imagery. I love the “I am” in the final line and how that can either challenge or embrace a higher power.

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