Poetry

Breathing in the Dark

If you don’t pray in
the swan-filled darkness
how will you ever know
there are white birds
all around you, ferries
to the far shore of heaven?
This world has already saved us.
There’s nothing left to do.
Just pull off the fearful cover
you slipped over your heart.
Empty the troubled vessel.
Let the water shine.

Seth Jani

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