Giving Away, The Last Stage Of Perfection Poem by RIC BASTASA

whatever is saved here
now must be spent
or simply be given away
because
happiness on its first stage
to be itself
must be shared
at the last hour it becomes
completed
when finally all of it
is given away
all of it, all of it,
its perfection is
its own annihilation and

then you go to a place
where everyone arrives
affirming the truth
of said paradox

all of it, all of it,
yes, my dear self,
all of you.