Scintilla of Faith
in memories a scintilla of faith
momentarily sustains surging tears
as the pulse of darkness awakens wraith
erasing the distance of lonely years
your voice befalls the silence my soul hears
in the absences death has bequeathed me,
i linger on the edges of time's quay
crawling along these worthless grains of sand
awaiting whatever shall come to be
too empty to care, too fragile to stand
December 28, 2019
*Quay pronounced kee, key, kwey
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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