The Name

There is a name I call when words
Escape my searching tongue
The first word on my lips,
And last to linger on,
Is a name I hardly even know
Without the sting of failure on my brow;
The knowledge that right now
Judgement time has come.
An only that name has the power
That I have come to know
can shine the saving rays of spring
That melt the ice and snow
Of my latest misadventure.
It lifts me up although
The name that I’ve so often called
Is silent like a song
That I cannot quite recall
Because it has been too long
Out of my mind.
But then again
I hear that name…

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