~~~/\~~~^^


you sit looking forward
to learn the words of the
new alphabet
your senses have regained

you gaze at the photographs
memories
your time with a friend
in Abkhazia

the elfin oak trees silver leaves
sigh and teach you the soul
of the winds 'round
Akhali Atoni

monastic mountains engraved
a simple poignant song
in the silence


you believe you are not fit for much

but you are


else wise, why would the world
you have come to know
color your heart cyan

*as you rest
in the arms of the


sky?*


SoulSurvivor
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