DESTINY
by Loretta Diane Walker



Stretches her body
in the long black leotard of night,
untangles her ancient braids.
An insomniac for ages,
she thinks of that astute animal—
the unknown.
She knows in the woods of mystery
the darkest of hidden things keep moving
towards long leaves of light.





Illya's Honey Literary Journal

Copyright by Dallas Poets Community. First Rights Reserved. All other rights revert to the authors.