from Dad on the road.....
shadows fall
on hills - something to covet but never hold,
waves of land crashing into the sea
an ancient fire
anger’s core rests in water,
ocean deep
forever testament – danger
now past
but process not complete
the Maker kissed
nine times
the Nine Sisters now sleep
time hides
their hearts
between each beat
and i,
wanting,
will never have...
their passage now
far
beyond my reach
j'ai peur. je suis étonné!
étonnement!
mon âme étonnée! mon âme.....
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