Call Of Love

 

CALL OF LOVE

Long after
staff have filled the pit,
written on
the stone, and
dried petals turned to powder
are lost on the wind—

drifting like
snow from a mountain’s
peak— my un-
dying love
is locked in the beauty of
the sun, moon, and stars.

2013-04-01
P. Wanken

 

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl #102: peak, powders, lost, calls, locks, pit, moon, staff, stone, after, written, and petals. Posted for day 31 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.

 

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