HEADING POWER Poem by Astrid Lampe
HEADING POWER
whistle softly
when mourning
only she knows in minute detail
what a person intends to do with you
only she knows the trail to the last water pool
forward march
howl with the moon
only she serves coolness-
bore you since high tide!
knows your heading power
weighed you clean
only she remembered this place
regardless of the leaf surface
regardless of the tree
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