Thursday, January 12, 2006

"el invierno de la vida"

when winter's breadth came close to it's end,
i met a man of no vexation.
he leaned in close and whispered short
the most unexpected wordly clarification:

"this too shall pass,
the sun fall and fade
no dawn to emerge
out of the sea's last wave

this too shall pass-
the moon rise and float
the script turn dark
upon the last letter wrote

the reverence,
the dread,
your terror unrash -
my dear, in time
you too shall pass"

he pulled away
in wake of me
and then passed right on,


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