entrace

 

fire my heart as once before,
far horizon over-lit,

water-borne and shimmered sun,
flash again our wakening.

crimson signal gliding curve,
come to autumn’s gravelled turn,

send again your calling one,
quicken, pray, the leading on.

– William B. Jones, Oct. 10, 2012

 

 

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