21 May 2005

just breathe

mia brings me dreams in baskets made of stars.
she silently chants ancestor music,
freezing words in north star constellations to guide me home.
i now sing pomegranate songs,
each breath a seed burning new lights in tomorrow's memory.

1 Comments:

At 21 May, 2005 14:43, Blogger Kima Jones said...

i read down most of the first pg
ur words are beautiful

 

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