UNDYING STREAM

BY RICHARD D. OWENS

Tears;
	bringing us closer
	parting the sediments
		Around your stone heart

Pain;
	your sharp answer
	drawing us nearer
		to scream or whimper
		on your deflated bosom

Loss;
	your unending gift
	paling all apart
		each piece falls scattered into place
		through your empty hands

Decay;
	your constant lore
	undying, consumes us all
		even those who
			never heard your call
				taking us and all
				of everything;
				
			beckoning us back home,

My Lord of the Shining Dark  | RDO

RICHARD OWENS IS FINDING MEANING THROUGH POETRY. HIS WISH IS OTHER MAY FIND MESSAGE HE PRODUCES THROUGH HIS WORK.