Sunday, July 14, 2013

Venus' Song (Poem 105)

In their eyes,
they stand below,
but within my embrace,
these children
who race toward me,
growing up too soon,
as children do.
around me, close and far,
my sisters, brothers, 
cousins are dancing
joyously, our own 
racing outward, pulling us
apart. Gladly, though,
we go, singing out loud
on our way to
the very heart, where 
the edge is the middle,
the middle the start.

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six