Friday, November 20, 2009

white and light
descending upwards,
to the place where colors turn translucent,
but still can
be seen

through an eyeglass we found between sidewalk gardens
trying to explain what we had seen to the mist,
he said nothing, but descended upon our heads to protect us from
journeying onward
to the place behind our eyelids,
where we only imagined in sleep

there had to be an intriguing perseverance,
we pleaded with the fog,
but it was silent and descended around our heads,
to stop us from proceeding.

a wretched being, we cried to each other,
how could we go on any longer?
we sat among the disappearing reeds inside the void of our planetary world.

is it not enough, to be alive and a curious one?
we cried to the smoke- it stood still for a moment but then came down on us.

we fell, put our heads to the damp floor and ceased speaking.

a tragedy, an undying homelessness,
to be underneath life, or above?
we whispered ancient psalms, but still,
the universe was quieted.

a beating of drums.

"Arise! Arise!" The smoke, the fog, the mist called to us,
and dissipated throughout the atmosphere, shattered in a
thousand little diamonds.

an entire city, buzzing around us,
to be alive with tenacity and fervor, we thought,
would be a lovely interpretation within the body of life.

i inhaled, and the particles of air traveled-
through every organ, and i saw
every movement was preplanned,
for the atmosphere to decide.

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