BY FAITH ALONE (POEM)

still this soul
one gentle reverie
harmonic scraps form a
beautiful evocation
a hymn to the evening Sun
sufferings past and
sufferings present
melt into memory
no thing destroyed me
sanded the old shoulders, sure
but no thing penetrated this soul’s purple raincoat

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