12.19.2013

After Death


After Death



As moon hidden by morning
as water enters earth
as the blossom’s beauty quivers
falling from the fruit within
as night embraces effaces erases light
and light
being diminished or absent
speaks in dream
I went to the river saying,
River,
here are my voices.
Return them to the sea.

After death
I entered River’s mind
and River’s song
which fills the twilight
replaced the sun.

After death
seeing through River’s eye
knowing night by many names
I journeyed far to reach and kiss
the pulse of earth and sea.

Returning
new mind
a spring rain
slowly descending black bark trees.

Returning
young among the old
new moon asleep on the sea.

Returning
I moor my ship
upon the wind’s voice.


asha