Calling

 

With the summer clothes cast
I stand with limbs out stretched
Against the painted morning sky
Around a carpet glistens
like all the stars came down to lay at my feet.

Only whispers from my kin reach me now
where limbs once touched
across a country wide.
When the winds played and the rattle
of our tongues could be heard.

Alone I stand
limbs still reach, no touch to be had
No kin within reach
Oh to be touched
in my last days before decay.

Seoirse

 

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