Unguided Howls…

Unguided howls

Unsteady drift;

Splashes of

Dusky gray

Overcome

By intermittent

Darkness;

In due moments

Passions will be swept

Heedlessly back to their

Distant forbears

Where primordial

Forgetfulness

Awaits

Unglued

And a final reckoning of

Every muster brought

To account.

The sun may rise

But its rays will be blue

Just in time for devotion.

Art: “Blown Away” Winslow Homer

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