Devotion

awoke
with death compressed
against my chest

not my own death
but over the gloom
of my universe

death sits for me
grimacing on a fence
and I will stare it down

through fear
through tears
I will stare it down

until the day I rest
securely held upright
by the hands of life and laughter

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 07/01/2010 11:54 am est