Touch Me - Dusk
warmth
fading
at sunset
cooler breezes
evoke slight goose bumps
or perhaps they are caused
by the spectral reflection
of sky colors kissing the sea
overwhelmed by many sensations
dusk evolves slowly in the April sky
I shiver, knowing Holy Saturday
pulls curtains of anguish to a close
remaining awake to see dawn
tapping Resurrection’s hope
wrapping my weary heart
sensing salvation
as Christ rises
Easter morn
love brings
joy
*For Nette's first contest theme “Dusk” and “Touch”
4/25/2011
by Carolyn Devonshire
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011
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