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| black out poetry- art journal |
You see, this circling
it happens online
yet in my every day
my circle is small
and though I desire for it to expand
it remains
grateful, yes
but still knowing
that it is not as it needs to be
I wonder
how long will I wait
for those abundant hearts
in this place
you say,"take the lead"
and call out in the quiet sky
calling forth those silent wings
to frightened to reply
and perhaps you look one day
and there they are circling
you and they
yet there are times
when your song
can not contain another refrain
and you must lift your hope
with silent wings
and venture beyond what you know
to see
they would circle
joyfully
in another place
you could not see
