Calming My Fears
A rail of secrets and hidden spells
With footsteps grind on lowland's farm,
Where staring owls cannot foretell,
How near I'll be from deep woods' harm.
And as I stop with eyes quite torn
Through black of night's uncertainty,
Scales the breath to wait for fresh dawn
Erasing fears 'neath the wise tree.
Trail of light descends on relay
Hovering on boughs, so serene,
Leaves plucking tunes of evening’s play
Night blessing my gray doubts , I dream.
Kissed by prayers bringing fresh hope,
The moon rises as flowers swell
While birds await starlight's approach
And hours rest where my new joy dwells.
Contest-- Not Just Any Old Quatrain
For Kelly Deschler
Copyright © Rora Onna | Year Posted 2014
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