I read about the end of the world.
\nHow earth died under storm and ice.
\nHow the sea became rock,
\nand the waves flew off
\nnever to be heard again.
\nBut my world will end before this,
\nand my beloved children
\nwill disappear like rainbows after rain.
\nWe will not see exodus.
\nHow every face will disappear.
\nHow a piano\u2019s music will lie
\nshattered in its wood.
\nWe can no longer hold each other\u2019s
\ndreams.<\/p>\n
I put the book aside
\nreciting this sad tale.
\nTook a glass to my garden
\nand gave a toast to light,
\nto the sun,
\nto life,
\nto air
\nwhich filled my lungs with purity,
\nwhispered all the names
\nof those I love,
\nand those who will be loved.
\nEverything I looked at,
\ntrees, flowers, sky,
\nuntil my arm ached with rising,
\nmy heart accepted sorrow,
\nand Providence,
\nand the end that comes to all of us
\nturned to silence inside me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I read about the end of the world. How earth died under storm and ice. How the sea became rock, and the waves flew off…<\/p>\n