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Abstract Series

Drum your drums
that I might hear you
and remember;
that I might find my way
through the deep woody night, into the clearing
where my feet know their rhythm
and my hips know their sway
and my thirst knows the place
where the cool water bubbles and flows

 

from: PRAYER TO LA QUE SABE (SHE WHO KNOWS)

--  Aly McDonnell 

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