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Does Your Home Have Many Rooms?
©2018, Olan L. Smith
Such space, such distance, since you left, such time
No one grasps, but we endure the throbbing
Of such an absence. Who knows your affection?
Who understands your choices? You say you know
Us―you foldaway in our time of arrival,
And you'll deliver us to a distant cluster of stars.
We need to trace your form, listen to your voice
Teach us the mysteries of the creation.
Is it in demise we perceive your return?
Will we leave this world and all its blood, scripted
In the stories we've written? Will you raise the dead?
Did you reserve this world as our savior?
Stayed is our love of the Master, the Divine
Essence of all that is or ever will be?
Allow us to understand your coming,
History equips us. Does your home have many rooms?
YOU ARE READING
Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
