Pillars
I stand here still
In the stillness of the night
What have we been
Have we been through
I wonder now
Every morning a new day
I am glad you chose to stay
Whispers, softly call
Manifold shapes
A heart of gold
I can be sure
That we grow old
Just so much
To be learned and told
You shine
You grow
I see the spheres
Of significance
I see the pillars
Of consistency
Ordeals and provocations
Our best aspirations
You shine
You grow
I’m in temptation
And in flow
So long
So long ago
Give me esteem
And I paint a wonderwork
A raging stream
That can be heart
All along through valleys
And over mountains
Hold on tight
You might be trembling
But we make it through each night
We are not forlorn
Nor restless
And I kiss you every day
And tell you that I love you
There is so much to be said
And alas so much
To remain silent about
In good times
And in times of fraud
The heavens rise
In a burning cloud
Copyright © Michael vom Stein | Year Posted 2024
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