I will live, bear witness -
I would carry grief for you.
This will not lighten
your load or pain, I can offer
only this -
words
you are lost in
bleak darkness, in suffering.
The whole world watches, breaking hearts
dank dirt hitting
wrapped
plastic bodies, children.
Cocooned butterflies,
brilliant colors run to crimson tears
answers absent, arms curl to grasp
silent air, burdens shouldered
flowers droop and fade.
Lost o lost.
I light a candle for the unknown to find a way.
a small town called Belsan
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a small town called Belsan
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...Yet the stones remain less real to those who cannot
name them, or read the mute syllables graven in silica.
To see a red stone is less than seeing it as jasper—
metamorphic quartz, cousin to the flint the Kiowa
carved as arrowheads.
To name is to know and remember
_____________'Words', Dana Gioia
~*~
...Yet the stones remain less real to those who cannot
name them, or read the mute syllables graven in silica.
To see a red stone is less than seeing it as jasper—
metamorphic quartz, cousin to the flint the Kiowa
carved as arrowheads.
To name is to know and remember
_____________'Words', Dana Gioia
~*~
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We must all bear witness, Deb!
An' it harm none, do what ye will. Blessed Be.
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