The Abyss Of The Soul
When night rushes in
and tightly presses
my fading eyes
and even the faithful wind
fails,
with breathless prayer
I will call you.
Your strong hand
will catch me as I fall
beyond my failures
beyond the
brutality
of my will,
down to my truest solitude
to the abyss
of the soul.
poem by Steven Federle
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