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© January 12, 2007, Roy Stucky

The storm that lies between us gleams
Like burnished armor dream quicksilver
Silent tight upon the land.

The miles of ice from weeping stars
Hold naked elms in jars of steel
Sealed tight upon this land
I see but scarcely understand.

The hand that's raised asks me to wait
Until my friends have come.
The hand that's raised asks me to wait
On hearts to thaw though some may splinter.

The lines that tie between us fold
Like pages torn from rebel tomes'
Silent night time reprimand
For wandering far from home.

The hand that's raised asks me to wait
'Til foes are overthrown.
The hand that's raised asks me to wait
Beside the standing stone in winter.

The winds that set the wires singing
Anthem calls for Spring
Transmit the hope my heart is swinging
'Round to close the ring.

The guardian who stands surrounded
Waits to hear the sound
That leaps from lips of kings unbounded
When the lost are found
Reaching for their crown.

The hand that's raised asks me to wait
And cry once more alone.
The hand that's raised asks me to wait
Beside the standing stone in winter.

 
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