Breaklight

light keeps on breaking.

i keep knowing

the language of other nations.

i keep hearing

tree talk

water words

and i keep knowing what they mean.

and light just keeps on breaking.

last night

the fears of my mother

came knocking and when

i opened the door

they tried to explain themselves

and i understood

everything they said.

~ Lucille Clifton

www.ingridoliphant.com

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