I’ll be that bird, sailing across the sky and into the Dusk.
The flecks of red won’t distract me; the color of blood and rust.
Darkness is beautiful, resonating peace for me.
To you, love, will I be return; strong and sure, my wings,
My spirit exhausted, from the violence I’ve witnessed.
Take me in your arms, in your warmth.
Heal me, time and again. Numb the pain.