Yes Cheer Day!
Yes Cheer Day!
~ Jezkoy
so cruel to us was our yesterday
it lacerated our skin—
drove away
our blood . . . echabod-ly
. . . from its
Flesh-ly home.
our past exiled us both
we wandered
along the broken
road of despair
sought for shelter
manna and water
we had had no companions
save the vultures
waiting to hear the
last sigh of our breath;
Carcass would have
Been feasted!
Bodies would have
Been shredded!
‘Til our paths have kissed
A balm that soothes
A rain of grace
The Comforter hugs our aches
In the rhapsody
Of our discomfort
And breathes
Relief
In the elegy of our
story.
Farewell now to
The gloomy chapter
Of my book
And begun I to flip
The most luminous
Chapter in life
Where the terror of our past
is overridden
but forms
a backdrop
to intensify the glory
of the present.
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