Raptor Lament
Separate
But connected
We meet rarely
Through choice, through need
Through loneliness
You moved in me
Moved time and space
To what should have been
Breathing, loving, giving, taking
Breathless endless long explosion
Stars and dark
Stars and dark
You held my hand
Listened to the raptors cry
Fed me blackberries from your vines
And we drank your wine
Along the dirt road that leads to paradise
We live alone
Walk in solitude
No sorrow, no regret
Like raptors we meet
Fly high, couple aloft, and part
Live lonely and return
Listening to the raptors cry
Fed me blackberries from your vines
And we drank your wine
Along the dirt road that leads to paradise
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The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated. - Ghandi
Last edited by orthodoc; 06-09-2013 at 05:07 PM.
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