Our Letters Reflected In Celestial Waves Poem by Eli Spivakovsky

letters alight
dance through the heavens
lush
water-pit floating
I dream
of spiralling waters
we share our portion with each other

You arrive
bathed and refreshed
and
chains of letters parade through the sky
You were born before me:
a 5 year old
calling out for love
that has not yet come down
what were
your dreams down there?
did you ask for your life to be this way?
did you mean to pray for my birth?

Letters create words create deeds
a
spiral of suns
a
clouded waterfall
a
honeyed atmosphere

Caught between candy
and cumulonimbus
the sweetened clouds
feed us
a manna of taste-worthy

we will leave
this old world
at the same time
and be
united in the firmament
with
golden letters released from our palms
and we will climb
higher and higher still
until the 7th heaven opens
there like exploding stars
we watch comets trail
and galaxies are born from our minutes

and we sleep
on puffed water
and we cause
the stars to set
and bind them
to the blank walls of waterfall
the letters
delivered by seraphs
spread out and fan out
and we speak to the
sapphire kingdom
with its polished throne
all about ourselves
our words and deeds
our petite love
shining on the foam
reflected in the paradisiacal oceans rising