The Answer

 

This ground of names immortal.
My life left in heavy despair.
I found no answer.
The crier pointed yonder
To a place of quiet reflection.
You’ll find the answer.
Icy tension spread within me.
Lost inside a potter’s field.
Shadows sighing tones of lore.
The raven told me she has gone.
I knelt down to pour the words
She never heard before.
Cast aside a crumbled heart.
My stinging tears of worthless hope.
Suffered the answer.

 

C. Gandy 1-13-17

 

 

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