Afterbirth, a poem


crepe paper blossom

color: pale music

notes: memory

the story

beautiful rebirth

sings brittle

nest open

starved beak

break clouds

you’ll find song

by tomorrow

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About Alethea Kehas

I am a writer, poet, energy healer, intuitive counselor, and owner of Inner Truth Healing.
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