Give This to Her Oh Dawn Sun!I plead!Forget the trees & oceansLeave the bees & flowersAs you gather your lightLike skirts on hips of horizonsGlare all your power intoThe dull scythe of Death’s horror dark Give the arms of this day to her miracleEmbrace her fighting soul knotted in theDevastated landscape of her war-torn body… Continue reading Poem 254 – Give This To Her