The Darkest Place

The Darkest Place

Clouds are passing

The night cascading

Weeping darkness


And soundless

Where are the bridges?

Where are the shores?

Where is my love?

Where did he go?

The sky

Is without stars

The darkest place

Of doubt

Where I wander


Until the wind

Sings our song

In the shattering silence

And over and over

My heart breaks

Like the most fragile

Of precious glass

© Ann Bagnall 2014. 

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