Encounters Poem by Claudia Krizay

Stars cascading,
Sometimes one can see God’s children circle dance around the sun.
As the moon shies away from sky lightening-
Was this the first day?
I encountered your deadpan face,
Though bitterly weeping
Before a broken, hand held looking glass,
Someone is visiting from afar,
Earth-toned, not swarthy
Is the tree, behind which you hide your elf-like countenance?
Your impish grin no longer entices,
The ocean-blue sky
Reeks with the coming of age
Gangrenous-green as mold,
Its stench, putrid, as such,
Overpowers any nuances.
I hear ancient music, as I walk to staccato rhythm
As some walk with the Lord,
As you asked, madam, I told you, I threw your letter away…
Children circle dance around the sun,
As all I can do is rest beneath the shade of the crooked old sequoia tree.
Within nature’s garden, I close my weary eyes,
Soundly resting,
Escaping in my dreams
Of that place beyond the sun,
For I am the center of the circle dance-
I do believe, that..
Stars cascade from the sky,
I do not walk with the Lord,
I control the world,
God’s children circle-dance around me…