Harbingers Poem by Smoky Hoss
Harbingers
At sunrise
I heard a mourning dove
just outside of my bedroom window.
A mere few hours earlier
I was dreaming of a former love, who left me;
she was telling me about her new boyfriend.
The dawn was beautiful.
The night was dark.
The mind is heavy with memories,
the old and the new.
The inauspicious and the propitious.
All bringing announcements, delivered
from another world,
'Prepare ye the way.'
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