I just close my eyes –
And I can see souls
That dwell above white stone
Waiting, with far-off voices
Calling the future
While candle wax burns
Off of my ignorance
A shower of white snow
That powdery wonder
Like sand-grain of infinity
I bathe in its glow
On a balcony looking out
Into nowhere, I feel the deep peace
Of years clocked only on a journey
Between star and star
I just close my eyes –
And I can remember lifetimes
The senile elements of realities
So brief, I watch them as the pretty
Wail of mandolins, the months
When we were young felt longer
I wait for the jasmine-gardened night
For the fragrance of tomorrow
The dawn where voices join
Like mouths that tremble under waterfalls
And dreams that float like Indian perfume.
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Wuji Seshat 