Respite...

I’ve cast the thunderbolts from heaven

And watched them fizzle away to nothing

Stroked my beard and wondered why

But no secret stones rolled back the riddles

I’ve churned the oceans in my mind

And saw the foam slip away unnoticed

And the waves never returned home

To shores I missed making love to you on

I sneaked across the high mountains

Like a storm cloud fading on the other side

Raindrops flowing like silent tears

Of a widow awaiting a return that will not come

Then stopping suddenly I heard a voice

That called me from the stillness there

Between the cracks and crevices I had torn

Deep into my seeking soul without remorse

And sweet respite found me weeping