Piety understanding sorrow
Eyes which gleam with black
Soft fingerprints press against the shawl
The salt of tears held back
The smell of embalming fluid mixes with
The hum of natural weather
Hollowness of coughing resounds
Candle wax burning
The air like the taste of distilled water
The shawl comforts the mournful
The soft touch of the dark comforts sadness.
Christopher Baird 2011 ©
Eyes which gleam with black
Soft fingerprints press against the shawl
The salt of tears held back
The smell of embalming fluid mixes with
The hum of natural weather
Hollowness of coughing resounds
Candle wax burning
The air like the taste of distilled water
The shawl comforts the mournful
The soft touch of the dark comforts sadness.
Christopher Baird 2011 ©
The softness of the material
ReplyDeleteand the hospitality of its warmth
embraces me