Thursday, August 11, 2016

Kit Kelen #224 - a breeze is all my bearing away


224
a breeze is all my bearing away


the birds are a language
the hills how long laid?


aren't we otherworldly?
no, we are natives of this


I know the truth of the blue
is beyond my seeing


and when I'm ash
and ex- this world


barely a breeze to carry me off
I shall still be here 



 


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