Thursday, April 26, 2012
What Darkens (poem by Dorothy)
What Darkens
What darkens inside me,
shines,
diamond at midnight,
unconstant moon.
What grows dense,
lightens,
blossoms
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
drinking
from the secret depths.
Dorothy Walters
April 25, 2012
