As Your Sky Opens

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As Your Sky Opens

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I touch your eyelids

not to keep closed

nor to help lift,

just to understand

how such secrets form.

 

The night’s creatures

rise like needles from the earth,

into the trees, into the throbbing river’s arms.

 

You have so many days ahead,

so many visions unnamed, ready to be spoken.

 

Your tears drop like swallows.

 

Your smile changes the shape of each cloud.

 

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Copyright © 1995 by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “Our Poetry Archive” June 2018

https://ourpoetryarchive.blogspot.com/2018/06/allison-grayhurst.html

 

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