
Ten years pale in fearful red
Concentrate to one sharp dark
Sever stretch of past and ghost
Future into shard and want
You feared for your life
I feared for mine
But a different kind
-
Teeth gleam black in laugh
Forest edge red with frost
All that is placed before
the One Task is lost
You feared for your life
I feared for mine
But a different kind
-
Dark-miracled healing
Wanting dustly success
Suffer Love of the Spirit
Only then to forget
You feared for your life
And I feared for mine
But a different kind
-
When pure Light upons you
Then storms underneath
My hands tremble in distance
Despite gnashing of teeth
Does His hand then withdraw
Or remain?
You feared for your life
I half-took back mine
So you gave yours to Him
And continue to give
I am grateful
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Johannes Fort lives in North Carolina.
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