Judith Deverell Poet Blank verse

Far Runs the River

Far runs the river
  that takes its willing captives
      speechless

Upon all high hills
   their sacrament
      of peace

Past crimson halls and lost voices
   poured from veiled altars
      that were buried deep

Yet onward ever onward
   will she sweep them all
      away!

Until the fall of every hill
   breaks through the bar of ages
      and sets them free

Then past from floundering awhile
   the captives leap
      they understand

And let all their broken dreams
   fall through their fingers
      like sand

Yet loosed from every hold
   these shattered hopes
      then find their several voices

Till transformed above,
   their selfish selves forsaken,
      their sound is heard!

And love’s comprehending captives
   made transparent by the stream
      speak out life’s hidden truth

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Steven Cooke August 4, 2011 at 5:33 PM excellent write, and a good poem, i like this a lot Judith Deverell August 6, 2011 at 4:25 AM Wow! Thank you so much for your kind encouragement! This is my first day on Poetry Soup and only my second public airing of any of my work!! I got stung the first time, and I thought I would never write another poem again!! But today is the day of days and the dawning of hope! I haven't written a poem in six months!! I gave up! I am writing a novel at the moment! So thanks again for your comment!!