Seven Mysterious Songs Vi: Conduit Poem by Margie Cronin
Seven Mysterious Songs Vi: Conduit
Water, water song
my body flows with
thoughts and blood
Remember the sickness
when my body would
allow not even water
I would die in a place
with no rustles
no movement
A bird would come
without moving
its wings
Perhaps in the
transubstantiation
of fire
There would be so much
life in it
Like a stream it could tell me
where it had been
What other kinds
of love it had known
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