(2) Poems
Feb 28, 2021
[Luke drinks water and I contemplate] [A prayer for God, from a godless]
Emerging
from another riverbed
down from tributaries that bore me
only this time
the delineation is unclear
the estuary
the earth
myself
where i started
this beginning
which carries the way I have gone.— — —
Before I summit the mountain,
camped between
myself and tomorrow,
making sense
of my footprint in the earth
and my depth immeasurable,
allow me some small Hope dear God
that my climb
will carry me
somewhere beyond
the way I have gone.
