After The Flood Poem by Daisy Pereira
After The Flood
You made me fly
when the flood subsided
I came back with an olive branch
in my beak
I am the crow and the dove
and the olive branch.
But when I again came back
there was no one in the ark
except nothingness
it was empty of you
I make a bed of olive branches
for you, a casket,
ancient memories linger
time ticks on
I shall always come back
thus, eternally..
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