you know
I could do nothing
about it
(I am like a lamb
that does not know
the eagle overhead
is in its descent)
seeing her light
I began to hear
her siren’s song
(and when the talons
sank deep I struggled
but not to escape
to hold on.)
for without her beacon
I should surely perish
on the jagged rocks
of the sea
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