Monday, December 05, 2016

Sad Song for an Unavoidable Goodbye




Sad Song for an Unavoidable Goodbye


Saw myself crying on the hardest stone
at the crossroads where the wind begins to blow,
crossed the sea with oars of dewdrops,
chastened by the resonance of
I’m leaving you.

Night's agony passed
dying in the heart of a rose.
Dawn lifted itself up
on my mountains,
a humid gust hoisted my eyes.

Two centuries of auroras
making love to the landscape.

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