Love Is Waiting, Now, At Home

Gray the streaking fingers reach,
Love is waiting, now, at home,
Passion stirs the angry skies,
Wheat in paths of honeycomb

Powered by the winds of hope,
Sky reads earth with stormy braille;
Love is waiting, now, at home,
One more page in joy’s eternal
Tale

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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