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Mourning-Song
Above the heart, the vessel beats,
Like a root, like a limb
Of axe-struck wood. The weary heart -
Waters red with awful wisdom -
Struggles on, slow, defeated.
Birds of grief, blue as ravens,
Batter against the breast-cage walls.
Sometimes one - stronger, more desperate -
Seizes the breath and bursts the throatlock.
Wings unfurling, free, uncertain,
She opens to infinite sky.
Š 1997 Ann Grķa Sheffield
Image: "Faith, Hope, Clarity",
Bev Hodson, Elusive.Chaos
- The Art of Bev Hodson
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