Sylvie Morel

Rookie (July 19 / Quebec, Canada)

Sunderance

A beating in the air,
a soft light calls to me.
A journey dry as dust, brittle as bone,
a gathering of sundered pieces.

A mystery rushing up from within me,
summons me beneath my own.
A gentle stream where earth meets sky,
a soft moan escapes the moon.

A beating in the air,
a sundered soul restored.

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