Unraveled in a fall

For all the angst, anguish

and anxious root

of every thread

of self-doubt I ever had,

the nebulous remonstrance

of an unsure footing in my life

finds that time has deceived me –

inveigled by its measure of matters

like ribbons of a river

succeeding all others

as pathways to an ocean,

I am laden with the obligation of

sun and the Canons of Light.

 
 
 

© K. James Ribble