(Art poem) Hidden Spring by Tim Buck

'Watercolors' by Tim Buck
‘Watercolors’ by Tim Buck

To the Marian waters of Lourdes

go pilgrims limping their wounds.

At the mineral spas of Baden

idlers wager on soaking bones.

 

But a warming vision appears

as wet as time through her hair.

 

To speak with me of silence.

To heal by breathing near.

To stand in holy moments

not in this life to be real.

 

Meet Mago Contributor Tim Buck.

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