Music as timeless as the earth
A breath taken and released as a single drop of sunlight
Absorbed by my soul is my gift from you.
What shall I promise you now?
That a new forever will we live
In each other’s hearts?
You dress yourself now as an angel
But I know you as a man
Who shits and creates love like the whisper of a baby’s sigh.
Are we the product of our own past creations?
The children of our children’s children?
Or are we the result of a vow, a pact, a fiery ember, crushed and smoldered in a watery grave?
I shall offer you a word
A syllable of dust and of hope
A chalice of ashes and a flask of life.
I shall offer you
May you treat me with care this time around.
July 1, 2005