wood veins on ivory sky,
back-lit by moon,
up-lit by snow.
two owls perched,
juxtaposed on limbs,
whispering to wake you
from tormented sleep.
we sat on the floor,
embracing bare,
mesmerized by their duet.
you asked me to send one –
for peace.
a “genesis” swirled,
submerging you in strife.
i brought two.
spirits of your parents sang to you.
a last lullaby – soothing,
my mortal hands cradling,
tears cleansing your heart.
with a bow, they exited in flight,
aiming east as the rising sun climbed –
the resurrection direction.
together again,
they journeyed home.
two wise souls – free.
Tracy Ahrens of Illinois has been a journalist and editor for newspapers, magazines and websites for over 25 years. She is an artist and author of eight books, including four children’s books. She has won 66 writing awards statewide, locally and nationally. Tracy has published two books of poetry through Finishing Line Press.
