The Dawning
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Unfinished woman,you’ve been wandering
along so many pathways
in folktale lands. From garden
to junkyard, you listen
as voices lace around you
with their separate lives and
long shadows of strange lyrics.
Woman, the accidental artist
that you are, it’s time to stop
at the crossroad of Permanence
and Change. Punch the sky
and wait. With no umbrella,
you will have a clear view
and find that you are
standing at creation’s dawn.
