I am gone

I am gone

30 March 2020

Courtesy desktopnexus.com

 

Did you see ?

The ripple-clad lake

In shining

Replicates

The wonders that we can be

When we’re pacified

 

Speak to me

The birds have lost songs

Their beaks blue

Like my soul

My mind relinquished control

The lack in your words

 

Hone me slow

Caress my feathers

I am gone

In song shrill

Birds calling on window sill

They follow shadows

 

Reading of the poem:

Within – Winter Aid