Oh, I see the solace now you seek;
The warmth of such hallowed spaces;
The valley of commerce upon which you
Staked no claim – the sudden quick miss-aim –
Toward the vaulted value of the day – in all I seek this
Sway within you.
My heart seems out of pace near you…
My words obliterate their best intentions;
I say this much: I am followed by that shadow
Too – it grips my sterling soul, sometimes –
Its hectic gait sinks and rises all at once; it storms
Around my brain – yet –at times it seems a
Calming beast asleep near the fire – I hear its measured
Breathing low, its idle power roils at my feet; I am its master-for now, a moment, a
second; for this truce shall come undone, without the help of anyone,
It will come about…diamond clear, I say.