The Ceremony

sheet, elder, thistle, throw, stalks, loss, crow, tremor, crest, wispy, depths, sky

In response to bwarren’s
The Sunday Whorl Wordle #593

Cliff edge welcomed the Elder
expecting her before now
Gripping stalks of thistle to throw
in her gnarled, arthritic fingers
only a slight tremor in her hands
revealed their loss of dexterity

Raising both arms she became
one with air and sky offering
The mountain crest dropped
into the depths of a yawning maw
where a lone crow called to her

A widow’s sheet held tightly
around her slight body
She walked slowly through
wispy gusts of air colored
red by the setting sun


  1. Sadje says:

    Beautiful 🤩

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you so much my friend! 🙏

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Sadje says:

        Most welcome

        Liked by 1 person

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