Remember Ever: Shadorma


A black night
With sky so heavy
Downcast too
Until I recall to mind
Starshine these clouds mask

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on October 17, 2018, in Poetry, Shadorma and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Remembering the starshine, yes…. and tomorrow’s sun. 🙂 Lovely, poignant shadorma, Ben.

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