Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
Lena had stood there, eyes very wide, as chaos began to descend. Without explanation, she simply took in the antics – skipping, frolicking, some man streaking, bonfire leaping, very loud demands from some firebrand person nearby…
And in other circumstances, she might have quietly faded into the background and pretended not to exist. Or even better, escaped. But the same bizarre urgency came over her too, and there was no explanation for her wandering closer toSohalia, save for her hand striving to sneak into the girl’s pockets.
“You have a bug,” she pointed out, snagging at a beetle, holding it up in the palm of her hand for the young leader to see with a vague, uncertain smile.
And in other circumstances, she might have quietly faded into the background and pretended not to exist. Or even better, escaped. But the same bizarre urgency came over her too, and there was no explanation for her wandering closer to
“You have a bug,” she pointed out, snagging at a beetle, holding it up in the palm of her hand for the young leader to see with a vague, uncertain smile.
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
