Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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He had valor to respond
with what he knew, which
was very little, so much missing
we were no better off, who knows
was common consent, the impression
muttered about, low murmur of discontent
brought so far and left alone, on the shore
in front of us: the vastness of water
mountainous waves, blistering desert
doldrums of placid death, the unknown
void of mind, now humbled by ignorance
and fear, contrite, troubled and broken
only prayer worked before the words
of comfort and direction would come.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 1/10/2013