Saturday, June 07, 2014


Of long lost coal trapped deep in tar
Black rock to diamond is not very far
In troubled shadow if we pray for rain
Touch the crescent moon and wish again
The oracle draws down the ragged sky
But never once does he need ask why
The embered dawn and purple night
Delight the weary in emotional might
I thought once all my time was spent
Now I realise each day is heaven sent