Secret Names
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It is the power of secret names to summon
from the deepness of sleep, the depths of sorrow
a silent sound on the wind that echoes
through inner spaces.
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It is the power of secret names to summon
from the moments of passion, the mysteries of power
a hand on the shoulder that beckons
through the shadows.
It is the power of secret names to summon
from the wildness of life unbound, the wonders of love
a fire on the mountain that lights the way
when hope is lost.
It is the power of secret names to summon.
I am ...
You are ..
We become ...
Name me. I am contained: Woman
Name him. He is defined: Man
Name us and we become: Stillborn. Friends.
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It is the power of secret names to summon:
I choseSe a different name.
Fiona Mackintosh (© 2011, 2018)