Picasso

rest not on blessed
light shone of candle
moonlight over tepid sand
laurels of relief
and times of brief
succession from angst
prayers answered riding
miracles over seething
writhed calamities
bursts of happiness
or sudden awakening.

rest in hands that hold
heartfelt echo’s ripple
brushing your soul
in all times comes
whispers of love and comfort
and into tree hollows
certain ashes arise
where reason collides
to see rainbow
resolved onto
newer times.

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