In The Mourning

May 8, 2009
By Akila_M. GOLD, Greensboro, North Carolina
Akila_M. GOLD, Greensboro, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"Dancing is the soul having happy convulsions." - Akila


The mourning dove
weeps
on the boughs of the oak,

its heavy call
plummeting,
heaving itself

against the walls
of its body,
against the walls

of the universe;
either praising or
surrendering to

what is absolute
and unknown.

“How I cry
for a world
with boundaries.”

The author's comments:
Mourning doves make the most unique of all bird songs, in my opinion.

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