Halli, Work of Art
Halli, said
what a amazing day
on text
it's hailing
grey
the pressure of the atmosphere
I picture her
in a frame
Looking from windows,
reading a book
a slight chill from
thunder,
Starting at the lower
Arc of her spine
bringing forth
Peace, from weather
wine
atmosphere
biometric air compressed
effecting chemistry
reads Plato
I imagine,
or a hundred years
What pain endured
What truth we fear
for perfect days
windows reveal
the hidden plan
The skill
Of man's
Father, maker
proven hand
undertaker
Halli, as we walk,
a house
peeks inside, I stare
She sees
the books, on shelves
Deconstructs
dreams, We tell
Try to listen
look - See
She, the makers art in me
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