Free verse № 50180
THE BLESSING
There is a steadily quickening beat
in the dark, red cavern; it is not
my heart, but You, speaks.
It is You, slipped in there while I
was unaware, and now, stomping round
and round, it is You
sorts my needs from my wants,
rearranging my Life with love
for the common good, when I
would rest, lay the Gift down
on a human breast -- every few
centuries or so.
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