The Zephyr
screams.
Her children
are lost; denied,
they have no place
to grow.
She collects the
blooms that do not
open. Her unspent
dowry, she keeps
them safe.
The world,
denied, is lost.
The Zephyr
screams.
Her children
are lost; denied,
they have no place
to grow.
She collects the
blooms that do not
open. Her unspent
dowry, she keeps
them safe.
The world,
denied, is lost.