Tribal Woman
I have found my true self -
Amidst the naked trees
Who sometimes wear the sun rays,
And sometimes the moonbeams,
And the birdies
Who find music in their flights
-unlike my butterfly heart -
Now I have found my true self,
I am a Tribal Woman -
In Autumn who sheds,
Breathe in Spring again.
***
Fire
The nine huts in a row
Bare and still like Death
Under the sky stark Black.
Far a fire that summons
A pair of thick anklet
And a shadow behind ~
consumed the fire both
From Ashes they Rise again
A formless body -
A pair of thick anklet.
Amidst the naked trees
Who sometimes wear the sun rays,
And sometimes the moonbeams,
And the birdies
Who find music in their flights
-unlike my butterfly heart -
Now I have found my true self,
I am a Tribal Woman -
In Autumn who sheds,
Breathe in Spring again.
***
Fire
The nine huts in a row
Bare and still like Death
Under the sky stark Black.Far a fire that summons
A pair of thick anklet
And a shadow behind ~
consumed the fire both
From Ashes they Rise again
A formless body -
A pair of thick anklet.
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