THE ESSENCE...

In its delicacy
And purity
Beneath fluffy pillows
Of softest down
Remains cushioned
​​From the hostile winds
​​​​​​That rage
In lifes strange town

No longer dons
Its hat and coat
To travel with the self
To bitter worlds 
Of strange new streets
Where demons rage
And rant

Or to haggle 
For the best deals
On the bitter breath
Of life
Or tread 
The alien pathways
Of sharpened nails 
And tacs

Where stinking devil's 
Ride with glee
And gloat
On broken backs
To jump 
From hate filled corners
And with horns 
And knives
Attack

To fuse
And heal
To love 
To breathe
And grow
In safety's kiss.
Marion Price(2020)

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