Friday, January 1, 2016

YEA, THO I...




Yea, tho I,
Travel dim gray paths:
     Upon fractured scree;
     Between brooding cliffs;
     Beneath bloated skies -
I'll fear not,
To follow his footsteps:
     Toward verdant green grace;
     To flowers the color of mercy;
     Into cool and soothing creeks.

~ Tiwago

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