Poem 5

[Kailashana]

poem 5


i've lost the sense of urgency
somewhere along the mountain path,
at the top, my mind is cloud-obscured
though thoughts drop deeply,
without a whim, capricious as
the empty sky,
i resonate with
ecstasy, my body,
a tuning fork of truth,
twisted around a burning
flame, growing vines of
separation

my eyes mist a thousand sunrises
there's nowhere to go and
no sense of direction, the descent
leisurely, a binding rhythm of breath
that cools my kindling heart
and all i can think of is the colour
turquoise, how round it is, how
i can hear it echo with memory,

i yearn for the ocean,
for the taste of salt melting
another lifetime,
i notice
sand, mountains of sand,
my footsteps leave a trail
the tide will wash away
i am filled with joy,
we are not strangers
on this shore.


~A
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