These Bones Are Light To Travel In Poem by Patti Masterman
These Bones Are Light To Travel In
These bones are light to travel in,
Where men are wont to roam;
Far away from the birthing lands-
Though none remembers birth.
These bones the same, inside bird wings,
Though lighter those, and airy;
To lift one high, above tree lines-
Though few would climb, so daring.
These bones the home, for long as life
Sees fit to stay inside;
Closer than a mother was-
Or a blushing bride.
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