By the end (from a dream)
The dawn saluted me with night’s echo.
And the evening contained the whole day.
I am old now and freer.
More myself and can listen
with no threat of loss.
I care more for small things
and birds than before
i also fell in love with the image of cities
and tried to construct them back together with paint
and love. I listened to the young man’s dreams more deeply
and went myself finally into a dream…
it was our most common form of talking over the years
as He lit a fire towards the end of night
on the balcony of my being,
he held me like a brother
or best friend, and we walked on together
where we all do-into the dawn which we always saw.
i no longer fear you
i’m coming closer to loving you for who you really were
all along. that is love’s progress, isn’t it-
the flowers which finally come to be seen.
the flowers also finally came to me
and opened their secret lives.
life was closer to what it was meant to be
by the end. i couldn’t stop talking about it though
words never ceased. But more of his silent thoughts
eventually engulfed me like an angelic bath, or unseen fragrance
i was much more myself by the end
and we were living next to a huge fountain.
And, mainly by the end we were all friends. I greeted
everyone the same, by bowing and sending out
my inner dawn salutes!