Ashes...... Poem by RIC BASTASA

you still have not understood what love is.
if you think about the river that joins at last to the sea
love is not there yet.
You are into this natural flow, of ebbs and tides, and final destinations.
Too normal, and always the expected endings of events.

Try something beyond what we can think of.
Something unthinkable. Where the sea goes back to the river.
That salmon that goes against the flow.

If you think about love as loving you, it is not love at all.
If you love the lovable, what love can you get there?
If you think about the returns of your days, that is not love at all.

Love is the giving without anything in return.
I love you who do not love me at all.
That is love.
It is this ruin. This destruction. This annihilation of the self.
The castle of sand.The usual waves of the sea that erases it all.

I am on the verge of an arrival to a port of my crumbling.
I am on a boat that soon shall sink.
I am on a bridge that you burn.
I am inside a house that is set for demolition.

I never thought that this could be the kind of love that i am destined.
But it is.
I am set on fire and i burn endlessly.
Ashes.