Close your eyes.
Let me come to you as an odd storm,
one that places the soft-stunned bird
back upon her branch, feathers floating from the ground
to take their places in sequence along her wing.
Let the lost home rise up again,
the lamp righted and lit.
Dream and imagine your heart, unbroken.
for Artistic Interpretations with Margaret at Real Toads.
And a 55 for the super fab G Man.