Friday, November 29, 2019

Triple Point

Triple Point

Gray sky at the triple point
not snow, not rain, perhaps sleet
vaguery of sunrise
murky as my ruminations

Truth has this way
of slicing open self deception
lancing the infection
draining unnecessary suffering

Through Father's grace
redemption comes
parting the sky
with light again

Poem 19-333y
#highplainspoet, #westernnebraskathoughtsandlife, dawn, nature, ruminations

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