'Silent Friend'

'Silent Friend'

To my secret place

Where hollow tree

Stands serene

I run for solace

I touch...then grasp

And squeeze

This dead old tree

Until my shaking yields

and settles

Into calm embrace

Awakened from

Life's tangled web

and stilled the

Rumblings Roar

Consented to forgive

and thankful unto

God once more...

Kesti ©

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