Following Two Crows
I am
Enrapt
In the silence
Of nothingness. I revel
In the mere state of being
Perfect refuge from an ill-fated
Day. A quick glimpse in the rearview
Mirror reflects moisture-glistened skin
My tongue sweeps across the beady moustache,
A salty treat for my parched mouth.
Sweat slowly slips into deep dark
Crevices, the innermost secrets
Of my curvaceous body. I
Slowly wiggle closer to
The open window
Hoping for some
Relief,
Yet
The
Stifling air
Remains inert, a prisoner
In the hot afternoon sun. Two crows
Play in grassy sand- jumping, poking and
Then flying away. My eyes follow their
Paths to clear blue sky, and land on an
Array of cumulus clouds. A perfect
Cloud angel comes into focus.
Cottony wings are opened
Wide, inviting me
Inside. Suddenly
I know this day
Has not been
In vain.
Enrapt
I am.
@laurie kolp
3 comments:
This one is so dramatic in the contrast of feelings/details/visions. Really well written, Lori! ~Hannah
This is very well done! I love how you start inside yourself and move out into the world.
~Brenda
Absolutely stunning!
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