Saturday, July 16, 2011



If  you watch the fireworks long enough
they’ll tell you about forever.
There are two ways they do this.
There is the  child way, when you reach out to them
and they promise that  one day they will arc 
into your heart,  where you will always have them
and nothing will hurt, much,
because inside you are golden
red and green swirling
falling,  always being,  lights.

The other way is a solemn and a different forever
the forever of faith without belief, the forever of eternity.
And there are no words to explain, not even the words of colors and light.
But listen to them anyway.

1 comment:

Baysage said...

A really nice poem! Bravo!