My Nephew

by October 8, 2008 0 comments

Young man
Drove off a narrow road
Unfettered at last
Finally at peace
No bondage
No dependency
Calm as the misty
dew morn

Heavens’ perfect
Round transparency
Boundless across
the clear sky home
Song to him before
As he crossed over

Love’s sweet song
of eternal truth
Echoed acrossed
the canyon walls
And raindrops
on a river streams

Awakened his soul
from its deep slumber
into the harvest
of a new day born

– Claude Barrett – June 2007

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