I don’t know how to tell you
but this truth existed
all along:
like that generous limb
extended petals cupped around
their precious golden offering
and that damp unyielding sand
beneath a tent that swayed
like trees
that night we braved a sea of wind
which set the stars to spinning
like the tilted sky was
swimming with drunken fireflies
remember
that gentle song
your heart sings when you allow
yourself to live
to give
and to receive
this consolation
this reprieve
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Image: Picryl
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