Intertwined, by Debi Swim

by Debi Swim

There have been times…
when the mountains push against the sky
when milky mist crowns its proud head
when the sun shines forth to shrivel the fog
and the mountains gleam in golden liquid light…
(Oh, my soul soars in wondrous delight)
and I think I can never leave such a world.

There have been times…
when love seemed beyond repair
when fearful dread abducted my peace
when a casket sank into the ground
and I turned from that empty space
(Oh, my soul became a chill and lonesome place)
and I think I don’t want to live in such a world.

Death at times is a heavy weight
at times a great release
I have prayed for both
to live, to die
and yet there is a time for each.
(Oh, my soul these twin twigs you pleach)
and I think what a lovely arbor to walk beneath.

Debi Swim writes primarily to prompts. She is a wife, mother, grandmother and persistent WV poet.


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