Monday, February 27, 2017

Creation (Day 39)



ablaze, falling leaves
sparked by sunlight, 
thoughts drift like mist, 
collecting in corners
like ancient stories, 
heaped in jute baskets 
and banked 
against my windows 

dreams, rising from
the depths of time,
sharp sapphire wishes, 
swirl—a spiraling 
cyclone of indigo 
droplets spattering 
across my paper, each 
one a prayer 
and its answer

crystalline wrists turned 
skyward, vulnerable
miracles collecting 
in my palms like 
small red birds— 
breathing lilacs, I am 
awash in creation's 

(c) 2017, by Hannah Six

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