Saturday, April 23, 2011

My Soul's Song

I sing my soul alive each day,
With the grace of the breath of the great light
United and shining within.

Intoxicating, this song.
I am drunk with my life
As it fills and sates me.

Who will sing my soul alive
When my body lies desiccated,
Mere dust upon the crust of the earth?

I hurry not toward death’s door,
For its hinges creak in unseemly harmony,
Discordant to well-tuned ears.

Yet I feel death’s dark breath upon my back
As I hurry away.
The song of light calls.

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