Past that blue ice Wintered Sky & through my eyes-there must be your still miracled Heaven…Where we may
begin again/ Within, within that silent song now brought forth
out of one blessed ressurection/against that day the garden was lost, and
all our heart’s protection. And longer now this day dream drifts.
For Hope is Love’s intention /As the heel was bruised, the
message lost until Love’s intervention/O Tender Word of Heaven/
O promise of Forever/
- Free Verse