Poetry

Now They Are One

Shadow dancer on the wall.

Darling of light and form.

A body.

A wall.

Each but a fragment of life

until they find each other.

Now they are one, yes.

Now they are one.

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

Can really feel you “have found yourself, today” in the rhythm, words and intent of these last three poems, Brooke. They sing.

Thank you, Keith. That’s really lovely of you to say. I’m so glad you can hear the song of Brooke I’m here. ☺️

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