whispers hiding
behind tomorrow
come forward to hear
what they have to say
soft, trembling words
from fog and unfocused
say embrace the river
be on your way
rushing rapids
no returning
the wind lifts up
your victory song
for given the strength
of a thousand suns
you embrace this life
where you belong
From – Fragmentary Visions
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Copyright 1992
Patrick M. O’Neil
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Reference: Collection 8, Poem ID= 278