By Mo Hamoudi
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Associate
A Tercet in Five Parts
He
He stands unseen in the shade.
A name with no voice
His truth, silent, in the mediate.
She
She walks alone on a trail unknown
Her plea to the garden
Her cry to the tundra, all unheard
They
They wander too – they the forgotten
A single chorus, harmony abound
Dear vastness, pledge their existence
Them
It is them in the corners of their eyes
It is them embraced by their presence
In their silence, a quiet cry lies
The others
I was unaware I was your other
Aware that I sought to blend my all, my realm
For my safety, place, as ever I extend