Songs for our Children

This sorrow knows no
Secret beyond the
Glossy shores of home
We call estrangement –

Between the chasm of the
Cloudless sky and the intentional cost
Of our gaze, I become monument-as-
Love to you, exceeding the

Smile of these ashen stars above,
All of them set on fire like you, millions of
Castaway ships, like galleons entrusted
To the rich legacy of your beauty:

Such is Symbol of all that is feminine –
Bearing the weight this deep attraction
That pillows my thoughts inside your heart,
Ocean brio as Image this love of ours!

 
© K. James Ribble

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