#28 healing poetry; believe

The air is cool when the sky is bright
The mist rolls in the thick of moonlight
The world rests in an opaque veil

I wonder if I could hear the wail
Of an albatross at sea

With all this silence, I should
Believe
That if the world were to speak
I would hear and repeat
The cadence of the dance
Between woman and beast

As I look into the silence
And hear the beats
Of hearts that are not human

As I look into the silence
And, instead, hear the beats
Of hearts that never need be human
To love.

-A.A. @nyxilotbiscuit

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