Saturday, July 15, 2017

Woman of sand

 I became sand
 woman of sand not  man
body and my heart
All fell down..
 
Little by little the wind
blew each grain
dissolving me
Into nothing to be
 
The particles scattered
departing the sand
 no one was there
To hold my hand
 
So me my heart
And I
Dissolved high in the sky
leaving me never to be
 
Only the wind
Whispered my return
 as it followed me
the  lonely sun burned
By© Lynda Ferrer RR/2014 /published poem /2016
 

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