Upon this cliff by Mae D MoreyThe cliffs were black,
as a starless night
in a world with no moon
and the waves beat constant against
the humble fortress of stone
with all the fury
of a pent force.
and atop that battlement
I stood, the wind whipping about me fierce
cold and forsaken in my soul
looking out into the murky world
knowing in my heart that
my greatest gift to give
was life. Mine, that you might live.
and I had no moment granted me
to give reason for my course,
no instant to say my farewell,
no time at all since making my choice
and I gave my life
that you could live. 05/03/2006 Author's Note: A look at a past life.
Posted on 05/03/2006 Copyright © 2025 Mae D Morey
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