The Day After

No longer
able to 
shovel snow
she gave away
her house,
bare mountains 
 fields and trees

 many trees and
 streams she loved
dreaming of the Seal

whose night
 whose patience 
whose song
awakened
those 
who loved her
healing a
ravaged heart

with pearls
the eye of the
moon shell

welcomes her in.

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