Only A Guess
Just her way, only a guessHow Light emanates from her hair, her dress
Is so bright skylight aquamarine spiraling galaxies which shine
Inside her eyes to improvise life and the heavens so divine
She walks along those humble paths where stumble bums falter and fall
With a gentle spirit of strength and hope held in her laughter's smiling
Suppose she knows the flesh is weak the heart is human after all,
All the time left in the Light is whiling the world away night by night day bye day
I live waiting for a yes,
How the Light emanates from her hair, her dress
Just her way, only a guess . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-08-18 at 00:27
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