And still the Light abides
and the darkness has not overcome it:
though rabbit-wild my exiled spirit roams
where bare limbed shadows
squawk of quasi-subliminal maws
in which the world in mammoth caves
watches figures on Olympian walls
and calls them gods.
Written for dVerse Quadrille 117: "The Dude Abides" A quadrille is 44 words, and this time Lisa asks us to use the word "abide." Click on Mr. Linky and join in!