Poem - Mannah from the Muse
..after David Caspar Friedrich
as i trudge through the winter of my years
the constant snow plagues my soul
my friends the trees mock me
bending to the storms of love
the shadow of the ruins of my life
a backdrop to my wanderings
the writings on my staff
the only sanity I feel
the skin of brail
tender in my touch
words fingered and thumbed
to the mind
mannah from the muse
Painting by David Caspar Friedrich
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