AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD
How can I spend such idle time
pursuing passionless pasttimes,
after having been to the top of the world,
where the earth reaches out to touch the heavens?
There, while I watched the fire of the dawn-beam
reach into the frigid belly of the stone-heap
on the day
of equal halves,
I felt my soul a-warming,
and old wounds were healed,
as if I was home again.
© Anthony Murphy, 2007 |