tonight you being from me
although the journey of the stars
were between you and me
the thread of silk will not decay
that bound you to me
that tied me to you,
and tonight you being from me
i am in darkness
sending words to you
the heart's cargo
heavy dark words without shape,
vowel and consonant
multiplying to sense,
as the foliage of trees
bends their branches,
in darkness
in the breeze
leaves sporting their green
first flicker of dawn
trans aonghas macneacail
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