Sanctuary by Richard TrotterStagger through arctic hollows
to where wolves cannot pass
where the gentle fountain flows
into the water of glass
Unthinkable crystal clarity
trickles over acheing skin
stinging distant sanctuary
tingles the wounds within.
Embrace and illuminate
the cellar of the mind
aqeous lucid asylum
to leave the world behind.
11/29/2002 Posted on 10/25/2006 Copyright © 2025 Richard Trotter
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