Thursday, 5 January 2012

Rising sun

Houses the swell of her belly
covered with a cage of steel
precious cargo
retires within
holds the future
the will of things to come
tomorrow with the rising sun
the water calm and blue
will bath it in its
salty depth
baptise it
blessed
will it be born
and gathered among the
throngs of those who wait
born into a world unknown
will be the guardian
of the lesser
the forgotten
the lost


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