Hollars

these Hollars

they Hold

they Hug

a Haven

Harsh

Hollars

Heavy with breath

Hot breath

after rain and Hail

a History

they are Here now

Heaven

and Hell

i am Hardened

i am Helped

However,

How am i released?

Poem Copyright Mar Startari-Stegall, 2005

Painting by Mar Startari, 2006