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Thursday, April 26, 2012

What Darkens (poem by Dorothy) 

 What Darkens

What darkens inside me,
diamond at midnight,
unconstant moon.
What grows dense,
blown by wind.

I am the feather tossed
here and there
“on the breath of God.”

I am the shell
swept on the currents
from shore to shore.

I am open
as a cave is opened
to the winds of spring.

I am firm
as the rocks
which cling
to the weathering cliffs,
the redwood
from the secret depths.

Dorothy Walters
April 25, 2012

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