Fathom

around, over and under 

floating distant sounds of thunder 

livid through consciousness 

cold blows the wind 

from out the west 

all but devised 

and realised,

I see the 

look gleam 

in your eyes

and wonder

what the mind

behind

has found

and whether its discovery

may be profound

I cannot fathom out

the thoughts of doubt

you hold within your

stone shield redoubt

the bulwarks 

of your soul 

impenetrable

as the ancient

living

rock

Steve Wheeler © 17 March, 2021

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