Poem

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POEM

 

 

 

This poem will mean nothing

to noOne and to no avail,

they are just words falling from grace

before the seamless sunrise overwhelms an

opaque and starless night, lost in an obscured

and dark cloud,

I am

carried along on the breath

of a song I sing in my awakening body,

on the wings of a mourning dove,

 

....soft grey feathers float in the patterns of my mind,

in the careless wind...a surprise of a sea breeze from nowhere,

 

gathers ashes and dust...

 

 

 

 

 

Infinite Love,

Ana