I have a notion…

I have a notion

That eons’ light and dark

Have left their mark

Upon our inner ocean

I have a shadow

Whose lengthening crease

Is cast on mood and body’s peace

When walking muddy meadow

We have duration

The dog and I endure the grime

Of Cumbria’s winter prime

Intent on silence in privation

But then…

Like surgical precision

Spring’s herald of the special day

Will set that spiral switch to ‘play’

In alchemy of healing human fission

Enduring soul, dark knight

That through the darkening days

Must hold and trust in its own ways

Embraces reborn outer light

©Copyright Stephen Tanham 2017

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6 Comments Add yours

  1. Beautiful, Steve. Just when we think it will never come…spring arrives.

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    1. stevetanham says:

      Thank you, Diana. Yes, there is always that ‘will it ever get here?’ feeling. The first verse just kind of tumbled out… and the rest stepped into line!

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    1. stevetanham says:

      Thank you, Cindy.

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