The Calling
~Deana J. Tavares
I’m here
To bear witness
To how
The cloud touches
The sky
To how
It dips into
Still waters
Then gently
Ripples by
I’m here
To tell
Of the daylights break
A million pieces
Between the leaves
Beauty
That steals
Your heart away
Natures gentle thieves
To remind
The ones
Who have forgotten
Their sight
The ones
Who have closed
Their ears
No longer hearing
The whispering winds
Telling them
Not to fear
I’m here
Thank you… this is what being “woke” really means…
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