Notes From M. Poem by RIC BASTASA

In Tibet
you decided to stay

solitude is a feast
and you listened
well enough

and you descend
down the mountain
and take back
the plains
the city
with your arms
alive

you change
your world
in that dark
night of your
room
you hang so
many stars

you are a new
man now
beyond the grasp
of the
the multitude who
has erased you
from their
minds

you are happy
now
with a smile of
the orange cat
on your latest
postcard
from brazil