Celebration of Las Animas

Celebration of Las Animas The shadows know When I shout into the void Of obsession’s chaos that swallows even darkness, Fractured light in jaundiced eyes, Where withering blasts of winter hibernate in masquerades, Promises lay in crumpled thoughts of raging anxieties To crumple wings stilled by grief’s passages Of flawed conscience. My gentle shepherd, who walks in the brittle solstice garden, Whispers to this stubborn lamb of irrepressible forgiveness With healing that unites a divided soul chasing eulogy To float upon the flowing tide, the River Agape, Dewdrops of compassion in solitude’s metamorphosis - Ebony’s iris nightfall – weave an arras in twilight’s hush Where scented leaves of solitude and grace Celebrate in welcomed cleansing wind and fire. Released from perfectionism’s chains by perfect perfection, Through radiating renewal on the Samaritan’s road, Solitude’s incense from ash groves inhales metamorphosis, Seasoned with the breath of mercy in shadowy first light As dawn quietly peeks through the pink blush of epiphany, Leaves behind ominous – footsteps of midnight – Sweeping away bittersweet thunderheads on stone spires - Finale of my seclusion. In preludes to all things bright and wonderful Rebirth, renewal, tethers me to new psalms Scrubbing clean overgrown graffiti on my woodland wall New anima stretches out in one moment of time and space Navigating unexplored islands in the broiling stream By argent rainbows in cornucopia’s of charity To untangle knots of errant threads through life’s keepsake tapestry Eternal Emmanuel, radiant message, face of amazing grace. 2-24-22 Contest: Form F – Free Verse Sponsor: Constance La France Theme: Life Animas means life – communication of the spirit with the subconscious.