báisteach

she shuddered in the thunder

lighting scorched her back

she and her sisters

falling through the black

if they could only get there

leave this clashing sky

she wants to feel the river

see clouds flying by

at once her flight was over

home and running free

perhaps she’ll kiss a fish

or feed a willow tree

 

 

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