A final shadow closes my eyes
Unchaining my soul in a mortal hour
But beauty will never die
Life will spread from star to star
Like a magical pollen, and I will whisper
Poems for immortal hours
Descendants carry God in their hearts
Just the goodness of nature
Memory of love, war, swimming flame
Of seasons, struggle, sacrifice
Burning into the future with a will
For creation, for renewal, for innovation
Your body is in the memory of my bones
But these bones will be washed into the water
Like dust, as will yours, but progress
Is a melody of sunshadow layered
From mind to mind until consciousness
As in the whiteness of still water
Carries forth flowers that never forget
A respiration of intelligence
A light of quantum conversation that
Is answered by galactic eyes
Evolution stripping the futility
Of her limitation of symbol
Her immaturity of imagination
The goal being a written silence that sings
A tongue of rain, a sign of the reverse of life
A big-bang of terraces at dawn
A lonely place where we all meet.
I love the art work you have been using, along with the beautiful imagery from your words Wuji.
Life will spread from star to star,,…..Amazing 🙂
Another great title!
Thanks, I really like unusual titles.