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Wael Abdulgawad poetry

Poem: Changing Light

Path in the rainforest

I thought the sun rose in your chest
and set in your sigh
but the road climbs high
and drops low, turning a bend,
running rough then fine,
and I can’t see you in my mirror anymore.
There’s a forest on my left
and a drop on my right
and I must keep my eyes
on the changing light,
the rise and and fall,
the next place
to stop and rest
my heavy head.