ASHES AND AIR

The line thrown onto

still waters

half a chance to win

 

every place has a name

a marking to be found

 

water circles the ankles

a baptismal washing

into beauty

the opening of the eyes

 

we eventually discover

the end of the road

back where we started

 

the first breath relived

the last one a story

inscribed on the

heart of stone

 

 

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