Poetry Corner
by Kathie Bird
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Her worlds collided with an explosive crash Shuddering, she still stood Watching the pieces from each Shatter and blow and dance Some pieces melded - some became dust Anger - exultation - fear - peace All whirled within While without, reality bent and twisted Into something new In acceptance she stood still While the thundering grew quiet and The dust became earth Like a golden icon once encased in Sharp sharded rock She waited - head bowed - hands opened - ready to receive And when she finally spoke Her real voice emerged With love and wisdom and faith Now, she is the seer. copyright Kathie Bird, May 4, 2001 |