Monday, October 15, 2018

Consolation (Day 635)

I don’t know how to tell you 
but this truth existed 
all along:

like that generous limb
extended   petals cupped around 
their precious golden offering

and that damp unyielding sand
beneath a tent that swayed 
like trees 

that night we braved a sea of wind 
which set the stars to spinning 
like the tilted sky was 
swimming with drunken fireflies  

that gentle song 
your heart sings when you allow 
yourself to live  
to give 
and to receive
this consolation   
this reprieve

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

Image: Picryl

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