Days lost
in the scarcity of love
pass through,
without a sign
Days withered
in the scarcity of love,
a life
transformed
Days forgotten
in the scarcity of love
cold ashes
beneath the hot sun
Days becoming
weeks becoming
months becoming
years of?
transformed and altered
in the scarcity of love...
what beast arises
from the ashes?
2 comments:
Poignant, moving and so real, Ilana. Wonderful.
Thanks Ilana! Beautiful work!
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