My Rock
When the crack lands on the ice in me
Where will you be?
When the flash lights up the eyes that be
Will you see?
When the darkness swallows the dimmest
Will your light manifest?
When brimstone falls in tongues and cloves
Will there be greenery and light for the gentle dove
Carved in the cages of my sympathy
There is a mighty that preserves empathy
Down in that which cradles my brain is the inscription “my belief.”
There the cries of doom are blocked and faith sums my relief
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