Returning
Returning,
We came into this lifetime,
Just another long hallway of learning.....
Yet this time
I saw the Southern cross,
Lying on my back
In the midnight hour
On a wooden ship of dreams,
Carried off
Into the trade winds
Like a rogue eagle with a wingspan
As big as the universe
Across the pacific....
Unraveling
The tight strings of a heart
That chipped the
Iceberg
Of a loving intention.
Copyright © Kathryn Sweeney | Year Posted 2021
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