for Jay, who wrote 'One Day, Everything Would Fall'
one day, everything will rise
saguaro cactuses stabbing skies,
pinning cumulus clouds in place
shoots from century-shamed trees,
forming arms instead of leaves
arms hugging moon
fiercely,
stirring storm into Fury
stares from eyes wide shut
cries from sewn shut lips
like dust from the pores of weary skyscrapers
flying amok in the steady flood of light
wings
where shoulder blades used to be
daggers from pin cushions
blood clot from deep lacerations
souls in resurrection
like sunshine ending the reign of shadows
or Hope surviving the deathly hallows
yes Hope, never-ending.
Desire on fire
in long hibernating hearts
weeds choking walls
of Hate
deeds, building walls
of Brotherhood and Faith
in Joy,
where none had ever really smiled
yes, Joy,
where none had ever really cried
oh, tears
and rain too
all falling into the sky
falling ever so freely like Love
oh, yes, Love
like poetry not needing words
lovers not choosing death
nations not going to war
or heroes turned villains turned heroes
or i, praying
i, singing
with you,
tender sprigs from the rubble of Nothingness
or winged wonders out of the Dark Chrysalis
blooming fuchsia, tangerine, cerulean,
vermilion, puce, chartreuse
and by far, many a truce
bets
on this game
this Life
all Changes
and lucky stars
out of terrible quasars
you, unbowed
unrelenting
here with me
burning,
rising
like the Legendary Phoenix
out of the ashes of Disbelief,
of Grief,
or the little children in us
outgrowing blind obedience
becoming who we truly are
becoming Miracles
yes, us
like tides from thirst-killed oceans,
like secrets,
or the unknown past bound by
scrolls from all the dead seas.
prophecies.
freed. free. at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem