You are here
Along the muddy bank
You are here searching for any sign
Feathers and warm ashes
Circle the sun
Swirls and swallows the light
You are here kneeling to speak to a long black bird
You are here around the rest of the day
The sweet smell holds the strongest memory
The sound of the crackle of wood and sparks and fire
Layers our skin
You are here
By Showflair_DA©
