Born, and Then Again by Mihku Paul

You dream of a wild bird
wheeling like a hurricane.
charmed from the warm, bristled sea.

The bird singing,
circling a sea-shell cradle
where you lie waiting for
peace on earth.
A banded sky, brown hawks
diving into mountains of stone.

Beneath you, it is deep as Hell.
Verses rise, ascending fire in
breath of bay, breath of balm.
You wait to be
lured back to life.

You, who boast Montezuma’s blood,
pure as priest and nun.
Pray for sufficient sun.
Sing like a charmed bird.
Do not die with curses
blistering your lips.
Sing.
Take shelter in the warm sea,
luring you back
to life.

From: https://cabildoquarterly.tumblr.com/post/51088591501/born-and-then-again-by-mihku-paul

Date: 2013

By: Mihku Paul (1958- )

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