Saturday, January 24, 2009

tell her

if i could tell her what i know
scrape up a bit of powder and tell her it's fairy dust
would she believe, would i believe again
and in what? in sorrow, in pain
they are all we know
all we have known
in your absence

and i struggle to make sense of it all
where i am now, the road ribboning out toward the horizon
where am i headed and when will the hawk dancing in the sky
ask me to join him

and when will i fly
when will i fly

2 comments:

Miss Audrey said...

Had I read this post yesterday then I would have replied...

I saw a hawk today. Free. Soaring high and effortlessly. And I wondered, if it was your hawk. The air was fresh and I was taking a leisurly stroll. I saw a hawk today. Free and soaring so high. And I wondered.

siouxsiepoet said...

and just today, with my girl in my car we saw two hawks on a nest. i think they were raiding it because it was much smaller than they would need, and very exposed.

but i'd never seen two hawks circling and messing around in a nest before.

i refuse to lose my belief in people because of my situation. i trust it will be well. and that which is mine will come to me. i believe this.

thank you for your kindness.
suz.