Tuesday, November 18, 2014

David Sermersheim- A Poem

let the song possess you
its sound pass through you

let the air move round you
light burn into you

let us sing with joy of simple things 
and good dwelling within

let us move gently when we tread
touching all in cheer and fond memory

carrying images of those who
came before and rest in peace within

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