I am in being
Tomorrow is becoming
Now is in passing
The Papa smiles and
The wisdom of Sofia
Is in his aura
In a tiny church
I lit a candle and prayed
For those who suffer
It flickered beside
Other diminishig flames
And danced in the dark
And spent wick littered
The eternal sand-filled font
Glittering gold-leaf
The eclipse is a
Shadow at the edge of dark
Where light is dissolved
Jane Sharp
2004
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Jane Sharp has lived in Vrahassi, a mountain village in Crete, for the past sixteen years. She has been writing poetry for a lot longer. Her poems have been published in magazines, read on the B.B.C. and have won prizes.
