Jeffrey Hull
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Advice
Misty morning, West Virginia © 2009 Rick Lee
When the diamond points shine coldest,
Midnight's staircase all bestrewn,
Let thy beating heart be boldest
'Neath the levitating moon:
Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Sow thy seed on fertile ground—
Shun all shaky-handed potters,
Bleary captains run aground;
Tarry long by those that love thee,
Guzzle deep the wine of Life;
Peer beyond the stars above thee
Past the tears and toil and strife.
Of such joys will nights apprise thee—
Mossy dreams worn smooth by years:
Blessed be the Blood that buys thee,
Balm to all thy shame and fears.
©2009 Jeffrey Hull
