Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Poem: The Sleeping Lady


i remember a mountain 
called the sleeping lady
after a mother 
who lost her son




she sleeps forever
a snow covered goddess
grief unending
ice numbs her pain



until the day
her precious child returns
his laugh echoing
again the mountain stones



the spring will come
ice will melt 
into clear water
like tears of joy



she will bloom
with flowers
her voice is
the song of the birds



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