Augury

paint me

with limitations

lamentations

for the way

you move me

with persuasion

as the world’s coercion

erects towers

to cage an essence

that thrives unseen

.

i will not groan

when generosity spites me

or the frigid misery

of indifference

drives arctic winds

through the balm

.

i grow in mastery

of internal destiny

a beauty

from nature’s reciprocity

in the void of silence

you will never cease

to hear me

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2018

“I am thankful that I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” (Psalm 139)…and remade.

Art by Timothy C. Tyler

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