Could Be! Poem by Eric Cockrell
Could Be!
spring...
redemption, rebirth.
the limbs of death bud,
the grasses sing
from their deep stillness.
shave the head,
let go of...
the arms of darkness,
frozen blankets of snow.
sweep the floors,
sweep the ashes,
leave the past for the fire.
scarred souls become gardens,
life birthed from experience.
that stranger smiling at the door,
could be love... could be!
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