Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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THE CALL

Sealed under quilted gray
overcast, inner enveloping
surface side, my heart laden
mind troubled for others
needs, their pain as enclosed
in futility, emptiness of hope
cold dull opaque vapor.
I wait for the call to serve
a panic of urgent helplessness
comes with tears, to become
the angel, last resource for
redemption, vicarious solution
to dry the sobbing
restore the smile, a while.




Jan G. Otterstrom F. 7/12/2013