Whither / by Brian Kunde

Whither
by Brian Kunde

The clouds roll in, pass over, and move on,
From whence and to what end we rarely see.
Betimes, in tarrying, they weep upon
The sad, parched earth beneath before they flee
To break along the lofty mountain berm,
And spill their vital force ere forcing past
To wisp on wearily, spent out, infirm,
And toss their tatters cross the deserts vast.
From exhalation of the brimming deep
To castaway, forsaken on the sand,
The daughters of the waters surge and sleep
In endless sacrifice to plumb the land;
In bleeding streams forever bearing back
Adrift their ventures' wage of dust, in wrack.

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Whither

from Forth into Silence : Poems, 1st ed., Mar. 2017.

1st web edition posted 3/23/2017.