Transformation
Cascade of turbulent stream pounds rock floor,
foaming water flows to meet the calm sea.
Summer sun crumbles wasteland to dry core,
moonbeam gleam sprinkles stardust on debris.
Enmeshed opposites mingle seamless free.
Surge of time wrecks drifting life in windstorm,
to a lone bird in your nest I transform.
When I suffer in cold nights of disdain,
I lie to dream under your fond wings warm,
where your enamored touch soothes all my pain.
August 30, 2020
Contest : Strand Completely New (28)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
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