Cast me O night

Cast me O night
Beyond the bottomless pit
Where its shadows would drag
My fingers no catchy bit
Bury its head
Stuck down its bones
Where it would find no bitter feel
In the noiseless deep
Bring me closer
A little bit closer
Where my palms would
Catch the better burns
Of the morning sun

MO.

Photo courtesy: http://www.zlatnicovjek.com

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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