Frequently One Finds a Little Sunshine

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Nicholas Gordon

Frequently one finds a little sunshine
In places where the forecast calls for rain,
Restoring one to life and love again,
Suddenly bursting through the broken cloud line.
There is, when one is walking up an incline,
A source of strength no apathy can drain
Nor gradient preclude through pitch or pain,
Nestled in the will beneath one's timeline:
Interior even to one's soul,
Vaster than the panoply of night,
Embedded in the very act of being,
Resident in every thought and word.
Silence is the longing of the whole,
A yearning absolute and infinite,
Revelation of eternal feeling
Yet dancing motionless to songs unheard.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon



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