A Canto of Being More than Birth or Death

7

I sang a Canto of country words
Of spirit mingling with identity
I stood and sang and filled the air
In a theater of my special muse –

Underneath pillars of sense & salt
I felt the invisible, intangible
Illuminable work through me
I sang a Canto to the stars

Of heart cleared clean north in heights
With the aspiration to be free
The sun appeared and reddened great
I sang a Canto of sunsets on the verge

Of time naked of politics and self
And my words become finally
A diamond pivot bright born
A luminous page on my knee

I sang a Canto virile in breath
That paused to trace infinity.

4 thoughts on “A Canto of Being More than Birth or Death

  1. Reblogged this on The Mirror Obscura and commented:
    I have admired Wuji’s work for sometime. Though he has written many outstandingpoems I wanted to take this opportunity to be sure this was shared with my readers. Please! Please, direct your “likes” and “Comment” to his sight. This is his poem not mine he should know of ytour approval. Thanks >KB

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s