PRAYER AT LAUDS
The night they found their way back home again,
words burst into shadows -
shame or guilt bedridden
feelings keeping vigil
while you contemplated mysteries:
of lake-filled veil lifted,
an orphaned whisper on my skin.
Words and image by Sarah Rehfeldt. Please do not copy without my permission.
Poem published in The Awakenings Review, Volume 5, Number 2 (Spring 2011) : http://www.awakeningsproject.org/index.shtml