Suspended
I hang
Arms outstretched
Shoulders separated
Palms face up
Eagles soar above
Wait for my presence
Vultures circling beneath
Expect my demise
Look to the hills
They are silent
Yet have spoken
Many times before
Can you hear
If you do not listen
Can you learn
If you do not hear
Suspended
My body
Spins on an axis
Legs dangle like ornaments
Toes pointed toward the earth
Clouds form halos
Crowning my locks
Winds howl echoes
Piercing my soul
Swaying to and fro, with and against
Past, present and future
Suspended
Sunday, September 10, 2006
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