You are here
Along the muddy bank
You are here searching for any signs
Feathers and warm ashes
Circles the sun
Swirling and swallowing the light
You are here kneeling to speak to a long black bird
You are here around the rest of the day
The sweet smells holds the strongest memories
The sound of the crackle of wood and sparks and fire
Layers our skin
You are here
By Showflair_DA©
