In the Chasm of My Mind
In the chasm of my mind
Where many tears have crystallised;
becoming stalagmites and stalactites -
To have had, and to have held;
To have lived, and to have died
To all life’s happenings, good and ill,
For restitution and solace now seek their place,
Many eyed beasts crave the crumbs of the waste -
wasted years, and scorn fed tears , they lay in the hidden caves of the recesses of my mind…
I will look up to the hills
And feed upon the sunrise,
My need is saturated in Your love;
I am bathed in Your light
And swaddled in Your cloak of righteousness
As Surely as goodness and mercy are at my side, I seek no comfort here,
for I am sustained by the fount of all blessings
And by the Eventide when I find myself at The Great River,
I will be ready to cross.
Naomi Rainbow
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