i
as i grow older,
or shall i say,
as i open my heart to
life
i breathe
i feel like a
newborn.
ii
love is never far away
always burning
close
inside the chest
always keeping the happy
child alive
always illuminating
fairy tales
always teasing the
darkness.
iii
one day. one awful day of
wonder
we leave the shadow of
our parents’ hearts
& face the fatal shock of
the sun.
iv
day by day, i am carrying
the body of my dead
father across my
shoulders towards
heaven.
patiently, i am coaxing
my dead mother to
wakefulness.
v
life passes
too quickly &
more slowly than
we can bear
growing upward &
downward into
love
painfully at first
then
joyfully.