The Owl People - For Daleen Kruger ('en Al Die Ander Uilmense Wat Lig Anderkant Die Donkerte Soek.. Daleen Kruger') Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

The Owl People - For Daleen Kruger ('en Al Die Ander Uilmense Wat Lig Anderkant Die Donkerte Soek.. Daleen Kruger')



They who are hidden, from afar
can hear
what no one else hears.

For longings larger than grief
theirs are wings softer than fur
sight boundless as belief.

They sit in the sunlight of stars
till a sound’s shape appears.

Then, in the spark of an eye,
seize the shape, take it apart

only to find grief’s tiny cries lie
in the tree-hollow dark of the heart.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphysical
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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