Give This to Her
Oh Dawn Sun!
Forget the trees & oceans
Leave the bees & flowers
As you gather your light
Like skirts on hips of horizons
Glare all your power into
The dull scythe of Death’s horror dark
Give the arms of this day to her miracle
Embrace her fighting soul knotted in the
Devastated landscape of her war-torn body
Lift her life into brilliance once again – painless & pure!