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SHE BIRD OF LOVE AND KRACKEN PRIEST
SHE BIRD OF LOVE AND KRACKEN PRIESTS
In the sky of birds plumed the words of love
For the sake of love, the long ago she bird
Rises; take a look at her plumed words of love.
Wild wings scribed the words from the soft
Feathered voice that flows in the fall when
The kraken dies like a priest in the hedge thorns
Flying as Pegasus, dragons and unicorns do,
Through the wanting center of paradise from
A bridal bed of love whirlpooled by these words.
When the world turned cold and even the fallen
Stars could not warm the frozen hold, the she bird
Continued writing the scrolls of love in the winter sky.
All the beloveds kneel on cold stones with heads
Uplifted to read the she-birds messages of love. Love
Then sings though the long ago rememberance of love.
The sky, the bird, the words and the joy beyond the
Dying flesh astride all bespeak of a paradise spun by
The whirlpool of love delivered by her circling words.
The she-bird acts as a proxy for angels who long to tell
Us of love eternal where the kracken priest do not have
To bring us messages of death by dying in the hedges.
