"Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return."
Wednesday, 13 April 2011
on marbled limbs of wisps and wisdom
embroidered black with magic
tending to somber plumage
under the clove of the moon
overhears the chatter of decay
fledgling recedes into dusk
to occupy the hollowness
with a memory with a prophesy
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