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I chant ease

 
Breathe comes from deep spaces  
 
Emptying volumes of my youth  
Into gentle hands creased by years  
Weathered the pale blue of opaque  
Her skin cool to my hot pour of burning youthful tears  
 
She strokes my hair into neat parts  
Then twists the thick long auborn ropes  
Into perfects braids pulled back tight  
Off freckle spitted forhead red with fever  
Where pats of her damp green cloth  
Offer cool resting places for a summers breeze  
 
And she sings to me her favorite song  
about a man from Pike and beloved Betsey his wife  
on honeymoons journey down rage of river through the mighty deep Grand Canyons Cut  
Her lilt of voice takes me away from my pain  
And through the cold spray and wild roaring  white waters that churn and wind with awesome rush through an ancient gorge  
 
The fight to keep afloat on shakey soaked  
Wooden Planks proved no match for the pound and thrash into the Grand Old Canyons Megolith tower of wall  
I hear Grama's lovely voice break  
As she sings their melody of death  
The man and sweet Betsey his wife the loss of their new love and life move my little heart to soar  
And I am tossed Into bright light  
Over Grand Canyon and roar  
 
Out of body hot with fever and i swirl up and  into great widening circles of blue liģht  
And look down at my Grama still singing ever spreading circles of love
Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
Published | Edited 24th Jan 2017
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