Thursday, November 30, 2017

By the Granite

Beloved, whose spirit is dancing at night,
You glitter and glisten and bring me delight--
You never have left me, you dance as a star,
A victim of hatred, a victim of war.

1 comment:

  1. I really like this. It's uncertain what the victim is. Perhaps the granite is symbolic of a stone statue. Or a mountain. Either way-- wow! Much said is small words.

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