Wings

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Who are we on the other side

of ourselves when nothing

is recognizable?

I had names, places, and

stories. They seemed like

important things, then.

What love outlasts loss?

What love emerges after

it all?

The very same feet that are

walking away are walking

toward, something.

Oh, but there are these

wings.

© 2019/Jamie K. Reaser

From "Truth and Beauty" (a work in progress)

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