Auguries of Innocence

I am here my friend, and have always been. As much as for any living thing.

and who shall feed them shall serve up centuries of love lost

The music of the spheres knew not of what it sang yet

filled the heavens with a bold and jubilant silence.

This is how

we beat the icy field

shoeless and empty handed

hardly human at all

Negotiating a wilderness

we have yet to know

this is where time stops

and we have none to go

Do animals cry like humans

as I having lost you

Do animals make a human cry

when their loved one staggers

their gowns loosening, they fall

one by one shimmering,

signing as their word

that somewhere you are good.

a blackness

so bright as to fold

light.

Tears

may stain the fragile leaf,

let them fall, let them fall.

What is the heart but a small hand

of agonies?