A Soul that Wept

I have gazed upon
the new forged world.
Drunk deeply of
her boiling waters.
Chewed her jagged
crystaline stone.

I have embraced
the sun as a brother.
I have held
the moon as a daughter.

The wind holds my mirth.

I have beheld
in wonder
a creeping dawn
rake across a sleeping people.
I have seen them wake in
bleary, wet eyed yearning
and dream yet still with timid groans.


5 thoughts on “A Soul that Wept

  1. Wow. Is that appropriate. I mean, I felt the sensation of biting down on something at “Chewed her jagged crystalline stone.” Neat. It’s not often I am viscerally connected with words. This one did the trick. Beautiful. x

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