Arky's Cave

Monday, July 19, 2004

amidst gentle breeze

it has been a quiet dawn,
          breathing smoke-haze,
          cold breeze sweep in,
          chill breaks out
          our bones shiver feel,
there are no lights
          to quell this night,
we are nowhere everywhere---
          sunrise here will not dare,
it is a quiet place
          no sense of hectic pace,
          no chaotic craze!
we peer through icy-haze
          a look daze
no tears lay, our sisters in happy place
          lovers arm they be safe!
our brothers content, no anger pent,
this thing we do,
          done without crew,
the world marches on,
          for them more dawn,
          as should be,
here ashes like flakes in snow
          amidst gentle breeze flow!

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