Bending with the Sky Poem by Donald Revell

Bending with the Sky



Bending with the sky
Small meadows of dry
Adapted grasses
Eat fire from the wind
Fire is what wind has

One forgiveness
Liberates two
The desert blooms
More forgiveness

Bending with the sky
There is no real life
Without a new heart
Flourishing on fire
Heart is what fire has

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