The Covenant Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Covenant

These were the singing voices,
Of every wind that every summer retraces for a remembrance,
Every leaves that arefalling the falling leaves of a fading tree

First from the mothers womb,
As we started these invisible races.
The lines on these wrinkled brows,
The days and the days beyond that summer extensions,
The dreams of the songs that kept you alive for so long,

Every surreptious kisses that you placed on your lovers cheek,
Every creek that you are tresspassing,
To breathed the essences of your own body,

These innitiating steps tothe last hurdles,
From the starting line, to the finishing laps,
As you strained hard on your breath,
To keep apaced withyour mutilated body,
To keep a covenant,
On the definning walls of eternity.