Mourning In the Grasslands
Under the moonlight,
Sways gracefully the willows,
Hushing dead spirits.
The Babaylan chants a spell,
Moon weeps the loss of a friend.
Copyright © Yehoshua Yochanan | Year Posted 2023
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