• Tricia D. Wagner

Marooned on Night Waters #1.14

Updated: Nov 16

If we could but see the bird,

its failing would divide empires.

If we could but know the hills,

nothing save their stony surety and slope

would rock us into sleep.

If we could but feel time

we would not fear its passing.

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