At Ease
It happened on a clear day…
one where the gentle rain
came and washed away
all my fears and darkness…
and during a night
where the moon
rose out of the bowels of the earth
and spreads its comforting rays
across my path,
ridding me of that anguish
which ate at me
Now I am soothed…
I am at peace… I am at ease,
for when the sun rose and smiled at me,
I felt a great sense of security
knowing that I had not died
or even cried on that day
when I put my love for you… in storage.
Eugene Palmore
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