Today's poem is by Leslie Williams

Cloak of Kindness
       

You will be taught matters which are for you alone.
A silence opens, yes indeed.
Before, I'd been capsized

in the riotous depths of my own
governance, too far from shore the voyage out
became. It was a rage-lipped hunger, neither

surprised nor satisfied. The constant
stretching of the soul to accommodate
greater and greater distances till

I was an afternoon,
scrolling through old photos so proving
of forgiveness—arm-in-arm

blowing down the road.
I'd say get behind the lilac,
honeysuckle, and the seas.

I see our names are shining things
on a great countenance today.

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Copyright © 2024 Leslie Williams All rights reserved
from Matters for You Alone
Slant Books
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission