One Morning In Labason

at the retreat house
one morning
when the mist are still there
hanging on the trees
they find the priest
dead in his room
his neck rests on the chair
as he is in prayer

he is dead and they begin
to sing the hymns
praising God and
thanking Him for his
lavish love

the nuns come later
all dressed in pure white
inside the
perfumed church

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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