She shelters of an autumn evening,
Bathing in the indigo;
Blanketed by stars emerging
To the night's adagio
Sounds for hearing and for healing,
She elates in all of this --
Sheltered underneath November,
Wrapped in wonder, sheathed
In bliss
Many hearts to her will come:
She shelters,
She shelters --
Pained and aching, lost and numb:
She knows,
She knows --
The arms she spreads are
for the world,
And like a sky at night
unfurled,
They come in wonder, seeking hope;
She tries,
She tries --
They ask for solace, or a touch;
She cries,
She cries --
And in presence of
each ghost
Of those she's loved
the best the most,
She ties each lost heart
to her post,
and shelters,
she shelters
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I like all your work but this is extra soothing to me. 🙂