I know you in the fullness
Of the January Moon--
The pale night sky,
The faded Winter stars.
Raw and naked,
Simmering in the salt brine--
My Soul sings out
And you are the answer.
Author's Note: At the hot spring on the north shore of the Great Salt Lake.
Posted on 01/17/2014Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes
this poem resounds soulfully like an answered prayer.
Joy found in raw nature. Sharp images.
Raw honesty, quite difficult to achiece, love it.