Sunday, March 09, 2003

Poem - mannah from the muse

mannah from the muse


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 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

from this image.. 
Monk in the Snow by Caspar David Friedrich | Date: 1807 - 1808