Poetry

Huamantla Moon

Fullness surprises
gasps – red rising!

A stroke, a fall
corn moving the dark

What Soul lingers
across the skies

Blinding lamps
on fastened faces?

Holy Stars
dot the ceiling

In naked stirrings
of Life underneath…

Night of No Sleep
creeps in the Cold

Streaming tears for
Huamantla Moon!

12/17/18   tpt

1 Comment

  1. Thomas, you are such a special soul. I remember vividly praying to God to “save, protect, and remove me from the dangers, uncertainties, and fears” that were suffocating me. I, at times, felt I must have done something wrong to bring on such harsh trials, oppression, and abuse, so I tried to repent, but my repentance didn’t seem to help, but I didn’t lose faith. Then you came, all “messed up” and bewildered by your own change of circumstance and have since blossomed into who you are today, which is mind blowing. In your strength, faith, spirituality, consciousness, scholarly giftedness, and tender heartedness, my prayers for healing, redemption, and salvation were brought to light. May God continue to reveal God’s Self through you via your openness. I am so blessed to love you.

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