Thursday, March 27, 2014

That You Are There

by Jim Rapp

That you are there,
a Morning Sun
to warm a waking world –
waking cold,
a Covert from the wind,
a Cottage on the Moor,
a Hand to reach to,
an Arm to lean upon,
an over-eaving Beech Tree
giving shade
in which to rest,
a Dulcimer Song
that lifts my weary soul,
an Ayin Spring at which
to quench my thirst,
a Ruby Sunset
curtaining –
covering –
closing out
a day of heavy toil,
a Quieting Presence
in the darkness.

That you are there,
that you are there
is all I need to know.

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