Though My Strength

Do I evince such qualities?

a glassy harvest salvaged

from the reticence of Earth

to offer up

herself, a shining shard,

resilience of fire

and the flame, the diamond Soul

produced out of anguish and hardship,

fixed in my deviation to the gods,

aligned to be resplendence

out of love like iron melded

to the Universe. In memory,

Thou art all I have known. Thou

art, alone, the swift Wind

Whom I follow

fluid, though my strength

is as a stone

or mountain-rock.

10/18/2016

Richmond

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