Primeval Observation
Not solitude
But loneliness make sweet the harvest
Of God's attention
The sundering of rib and breast
The grand ovation
And then the sudden shift
To hide behind a leaf
The constant surging of eternal grief.
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2012
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