Saturday, August 22, 2015

Trillium

In deepest glade...

a forest stand...

far older than...

all grasp or ken...

vast megalith...

of paradigm...

titanic...

dole...

dream't out of mind...

more deep than man...

from timeless time...

beyond beyond articulation...

here...

some fell or phantom wisp...

hew'n out of wraith...

of apparition...

grin...

My God!...

My God!...

What must I trow!

The holy ghost...

the holy ghost...

is with you son...

fear not this place...

within you known...

as Trillium...


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2015


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