Revelations

Revelations
David J Walker

And now I know 
	The certainty 
Of the coming 
	Of autumn 
When these 
young green leaves 
must turn and fall

It is Spring 
	And I am thinking
Of last winter 
	And the cruel coldness
Of the winter to come

I am thinking of 
	Split logs burning to ash

As if funeral pyre 
But it was the only way 

	We could stay
	Warm

I am thinking of my father
	Who passed 
	Ages ago

I wonder if he is thinking of me
	As I dream of him

Silently saying 
	Privately conveying 

The secretes awaiting 
In Revelations

deathdecemberdreamfree verse

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