Miriam Biderman

The long grass
Weaving to and fro
Dark clouds gather
Frightening
Then thunder and lightning
Unload their cargo

She is pale
The colour of death
Her eyes closed
No more pain
Clouds roll in; lightning strikes
A soul burns

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