Portraits

 

Above the piano – portraits – bulbs –

a kingdom – near. A pilgrimage.

My Grandmother – weeping –

recognition – a commonality.

The birds – each singing – dawn

and dusk – a thousand years –

like yesterday – a song forever

new. A die is cast – identity

is found within – a face –

shining – infinite – a destiny.

 

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