Poetry list
A Villanelle of the Spirit's Deeps
There flows a stream which bathes the broken day;
Each life has pains that hurt and never heal:
Sweet waters run within to guide the way.
We like to think our human strength holds sway
And fear the love whose depths force us to kneel:
There flows a stream which bathes the broken day.
The world around us suffers as we slay
The weakest and the lost on blood–soaked steel:
Sweet waters run within to guide the way.
The love we need must risk the cruellest fray,
For sacrifice brings life and truth that’s real:
There flows a stream which bathes the broken day.
The work of love gains strength in spirit’s play
Where self and others join in values real:
Sweet waters run within to guide the way.
There is no price or cost too much to pay
For love whose journey every life does seal:
There flows a stream which bathes the broken day;
Sweet waters run within to guide the way.
© Neil Thompson 2023