graces
oft enfold me
as silken wing
to flame
between the stars
where night
has gone –
with destinies
to claim

remembered
home –
as dreamed I cleft
the sinner
from the sin –
another me
unknowing pens
the place
we are again

fluttering
as truth to word
lines unfit
my soul to rhyme
ages
I have wandered here –
beyond
the reach
of time

. . .