Shaking Free

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Shaking Free
By, Jess Dickson


I saw you at the edge of time, casting bones to ghosts
Bargaining for the faces of souls trapped
Beneath the ice-wall of self-recrimination
Before the bones fell, a free-fall of forgiveness
You danced across the sky, leaving a trail of silver light
In the thunder of landing home the ice cracked
Crooned a gentle song of peace

When my blinded eyes couldn’t see
That shimmering light, trail of sparkle-dust
Still you came to me
Like the scent of a mid-summer storm
Carried by the wind
On a late August night
Just enough to make me shudder,

I’m just a girl
Who listened to the cry of wolves
Too many nights following the scent of despair
Whose voice can’t find the song, out of tune, out of range


Tonight you come in close, closer
Singing low, whisper-love and letting go
Shaking the stars from the hook of the moon
Shaking me free