• Tricia D. Wagner

Set the Night Singing #2.57

Updated: Oct 15


When last relinquish I,

and life cords drop away,

unfettered, then, at last

to stars, perhaps, I’ll fly.

From their bright minds conceive

the truth, the meaning deep,

that while apart from all,

I, tight, dance in the weave.

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