Faith {Poem}

God has no heart, He has no heart!

For twenty years I fell apart,

For twenty years I was sewed up,

By moral candles - now all snuffed.

For twenty years I found my Art,

In gutter, palace, nature, fort,

In hollow parts of Holy Word,

I was unheard, I was unheard!

It was all dark, it stayed all dark!

For twenty years no angels harked,

The influx of a hallow light,

Was concave bound by cracks of night.

‘Till one day came up in the spring,

I did not wrestle with this thing,

Enthralled by black parts of the sea,

I wandered in, eternally.

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Catherine McManus