Thursday, June 8, 2017

EXILE




    Just sharing a poem that I wrote this evening; I hope you all enjoy it.


EXILE

 Familiarity fades into the lonely hush of time,
 the world vibrates with hollow echoes
 as the song birds sing their soulless songs.
 This dwelling becomes a cave,
 illuminated by dancing midnight fires -
 ghosts of prophets speak of wisdom
 as we sit in solitude within this desert of shadows.
 Divine presence hovers at the edge of our reality,
 bringing deeper revelation to those in exile -
 what of the two men, whose third companion is God?

Paul James Caiden 6/8/2017


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