The Face


The face moved through seasons

as she sat there by the glass

and summer light diffused

in her room.

The entrance of her womb

now open the seed within

the vista of the years

now stretching as the fields

beyond her window.

As night came

the evening draw across her face

and life expanded

at her core.


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