Alas! Everything Is In A Flux Poem by RIC BASTASA

the body of the loved one
that lies there
without a face since it was the fire
that consumed
what flesh was once there
in the breast
and the extremities

all are atoms and molecules
vibrating
there is no body, no pain now
there is only the sound
of a whisper
radiations of waves upon waves
and when you go inside
alas! everything is in a flux
in fact
there is nothing

so why are you crying?
are you grieving for flying atoms
for jumping molecules?
for love that is nothing but the interstitial
spaces between each
nothingness?

let me be honest with you
i have no grief for no one,
not even for me.