Friday, November 10, 2006

come aurora

Come Aurora.

Echo of bodiless voices, murmur of those
who used to have names, a pulling chant
as I resist the icy wind pushing me forward.

It’s cold now in the room decorated with
ice crystals, both beautiful and mortal.

Have no power in my arms and far away,
I hear a scream. Dawn, the new day is as
fearless as the sun.

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