Deeply
~Deana J. Tavares
The words of the ages
The ageless
Nameless
Faceless
She…heard…them
Cutting through the vastness
Doggy paddling
Through an ocean of callousness
Traipsing through fields of introspection
Repeatedly
Changing direction
She…Heard…Them
Through the clovers and stalks of wheat
Whispering
Through the pines
The litter-filled streets
Yelling
From atop anthills
Dust covered miles
Piercing chills
Captured
Within the lightning’s flash
Hailing down
Upon her
At last
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