Oblivion
game time over ... call in the small child -
darkness is falling - the ancient story spills-
errant sparks fly from the hearths as mothers
hold the ground in solid strength - there a soft
velvet child and then another spin away - the
Spirit shudders - defiant they soar on wings-
still-wet ... game time over - the mothers call
to each of their small spun sugar children now
soaring grown into their own amethyst dreams -
bon voyage ...
