Scattered Poem by Jose F Rosado

Inward –
Inward we fall
Like the silent snow
That falls
As they scatter our ashes.
Spread by loving hands
Over those fields
We wandered,
And thought
We loved so much
That we wanted to become
Part of them
Forever

Outward –
Outward we glance
From every spec of dust
We have become -
And see ourselves
In the wind,
And in the trees,
And in the leaves,
And on the eyelashes
Of our beloved
Staring into their eyes -
Seeing
But not being
Seen

Upward –
Upward we fly
To the heavens
Lifted
By unseen drafts,
Soaring
Over distant memories
Of possibilities
And lovers
Loved,
And others
Left,
And others
Leaving

Downward –
Downward we’re cast
In great relief
And great
Release
As we float down
From open palms -
A journey to earth
That took a lifetime
And brought us back
To being
Everything
From being
Nothing.

(Fall 2007)