Sun lifted high into the sky
warms the bodies below,
little cities come to life
as the earth rotates
switching from light
to dark, light to dark
for millions of years.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form
Sun lifted high into the sky
warms the bodies below,
little cities come to life
as the earth rotates
switching from light
to dark, light to dark
for millions of years.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina