The Secret Place

October 17, 2013 at 5:08 am (Dani Clark, Poetry)

The doors unlocked and wide now

We tiptoe, this time together,

into the secret life

Where the babes we were in the beginning,

are now, and ever shall be

wrap bands around bleeding wounds,

their own and each other’s and tenderly

where this land of crosses bears all,

is always blossoming with Spirit,\

For too the tears of joy and her inseparable sister

the abysmal knowing of time’s incessant leak toward death

Keep it evergreen,

always been.

A world without end.

– Dani Clark



  1. giorgethomas said,

  2. Dani said,

    Thank you very much

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