Phosphor Sunday By Eric R Ganz

Phosphor Sunday
upon a path and sandals lain
dark wood deep of anodyne
mind, and moon whose light came
names the way, of transits aim

trespass tracks, and compass keen
Deep wood dark, and listening
concede that somewhere, someone’s been
on ambits fair and Sabbath seen

the blind have seen more than we
of this world and it’s reasoning
Phosphor Sunday, ‘n swaddling
and what’s between what has been?
E.R. Ganz

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