Impulse #23
Dawning
The sky cries in pangs of birth
to a son brought forth from nothingness
to a son brought forth from nothingness
His name is pronounced only by thunder
and the blessing made by a western wind
Crawling in wilderness, untouched for a millennia
becoming a man through hunger and cold
Crying to ears that have yet to be born
when Mother Sky casts him to roam
Life in stone and dust
At one in the life within the Earth
setting foot upon every mountain and valley
before the ocean divided his home
Published by bw Frampton
I am a proud father of three children and husband of one in Small Town, Ohio. I enjoy lifting weights, reading, writing and observing people. I am now a full time student, majoring in Electrical Technology. View profile
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