14 May 2009

To Terah

And so we wander, in grief, towards the sun... is she rising, or setting?... How fragmented is our life, if not our reason for living?... How could I have known that such tears


would fall...


For days I prayed
For the right way
To pull covers and eternity

Over my head and dreams
would instead

Descend, in loving haze
A constellation daze

That would spell his name
Somewhere between Abraham

and home...

I never knew
how to bury you
Into a blinking sky

So now I will try
the ground.

3 comments:

  1. Dear Paradox.
    This is SO beautiful. I get this poem, down in my bones. Just wanted you to know someone read this and FELT this.

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  2. Thank you. I appreciate your sincerity :)

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