Darkness flows in
on gentle wings
Yet it weighs heavy
upon me
The wind hungers
to cross the void
and the nightingale sings
a hauntingly sad lament
That marks
the endless hours
His trembling song
breaks the heart
and the night and I
weep in surrender
© Ann Bagnall

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