Deer Heart
by Teena Marie Fancey
(excerpt #2)
The keening sounds to summon us, and echoes through the trees
And shakes them with its sadness and moves them like a breeze
Inside the ring she changes skins and shows to us her youth
Sobbing with the knowledge that she sees the bitter truth...
And shakes them with its sadness and moves them like a breeze
Inside the ring she changes skins and shows to us her youth
Sobbing with the knowledge that she sees the bitter truth...
