Wednesday, February 4, 2015

dervishes

let us wonder at

the pondering
the last act
the final door

all that leads there
is not true nor
the stained glass
layered with dust

let us find stones
and cast them
in the waters of John
and watch the ripples
spread and fade

let us watch the sun
rise from its palace

let us wonder
at dead children
life bleached from their hearts
their dear hearts
that beat so fast when born
but now just
cavities collapsing

and oceans

oceans!
beating against shores

sounding their soft alarm

while dervish galaxies
whirl their endless stars


across the moonless sky

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