Bleeding across a shimmering sea
intangible dreams haunting me
stars roam in darkness
the beauty and the pain
I must bear again and again
unseen birds sweep in wide arcs
completely free
I don my mourning mask
in this deathly silence
all is gone but nothing is lost
© Ann Bagnall

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