Above the Setting Skies

Above the setting skies
  this God cries
  dewdrops into ripples
    swelling endlessly
    crashing down; Battering
Mother Earth bearing silt
Her sediments linger suspended
No - sinking 'neath the waves
  of blighted inspirations
  of solid rock erosions
  of pummeled mysteries
The old traditions swirl
the Ten Commandments twirl
  ...victims of the undertoe
As crimson fruit fall free
  from the brookside apple tree
    bestially bobbing
  creating ripples all their own
Thus now harder this God cries
  above the setting skies

ęChikara 1994

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