
Photo by HD Wallpapers
sun descends through tall trees
a thousand glowing shafts
all at uniform angle of the hour
one mere glancing touch
by the circle of infinite time
guides these tangents of light
to my face to my eyes
all the warmth of the world
carried inside the promise
this day makes to no one but me
here alone in the hushed
summer church of my forest
composing my unspoken prayers
with the help of the light
that allows me to see
all that’s held in my heart
all the sins all the stories
the curves and the contours
that otherwise hide in the dark
of my chambered interior spaces
revealing the shape of my soul