i am not
the shrinking iceberg––
i am the sea
my earthly i
is vanishing
before my earthly
eyes
i am the forever good
i do––
& i am the good
i am
nothing is lost––
everything seems
changed
the spirit
flies through books
plants roots in poems
fills clouds with white rain
& skies with blue heaven
the am i am
watches
as dust returns
to dust
the sun
that never revolved
around the earth––
keeps burning