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Everything and Nothing by Lelia Thomas
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What is wrong, and what is right?
Was it wrong when your lips lay upon mine
In the midnight of an icicle-laden February?
Words were whispered in the stillness–
Words I have kept in a tiny lantern within.
It shines brightly in remembrance.
Was it wrong when I gazed upon your silhouette–
Dark as night–against the white winter sun?
Your hair flicked with the wind, as if branches of your body,
Like the reaching arms of the oaks and elms.
Cold mist flew up from the waters, chilling my bones.
Yet I remember clearly how your hands were warm.
Was it wrong when I sinned against my mother’s god
In summer, with daylight shining on our skin?
I remember sounds–birds chattering in the giant tree
And music, the instruments of my heritage, my blood.
Time has frozen in those moments. I am a prisoner to them.
They mean everything and nothing. Everything and nothing.
What is wrong, and what is right?
Do priests of man know my heart?
Might they exorcise me for my transgressions,
For my savage spirit in seasons of ice and heat?
I ask you. What is right?
For I have no answers, only everything and nothing.
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