a song of survival

a song of survival

well met woman-girl

placing yourself as you do

against the timeless

and the eternal

rather than be a part of the crumble of lives

you cast yourself forward

and hunker

against the prow of the ship

green sea-water coming over the bow

and the careless dogma of society

howls over your head

and you remain serene

you remain the survivor

i have heard your sweet call

across the breakers

and over the roiling air

and i lift my arm into the night

against the wind

and feel your touch in my fingertips

and hear your soft voice

in my most inner ear

as the storms in our lives

pass away

as they pass

away

boise Feb 05

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