Mother Of The Void
By Paul McCann
Mother of the void there is a dark cloud
That comes now and then in the hearts of men .
Mother of the void we cry out aloud
and in silent tears for years and for years .
Mother of the void in a silent shroud
We find a heart space where we see your face .
Mother of the void somewhere in the crowd
You hear those who call and answer them all .
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