White egrets

 

Last night

the egrets flew

 

filling my dream

with silent sound:

 

a wedding party

beneath a bridge,

 

I a bride

held by

 

unknown hand.

 

I laughed

six feet

 

above the

ground,

 

laughed to see

the guests

 

eyes aloft

but strictly

 

earth bound.

 

 

Only a hand

held me captive

 

married to

a stranger

 

lost in kingdom

of unknown:

 

last night

white egrets

 

came,

 

bringing

new life;

 

purity

& hope.

 

 

 

 

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