For Od
My son is a silent star
In the distant sky of my love
He shines
In cloudless memories
Of simple times
The child sleeping on my breast
While mother snores
The child tugging at my rest
With incessant chores
The child grew like an eagle flies
Above the worship of the eye
My love is a pendulous dew
Waiting to fall
On the lips of child in the desert of self
O how fear the diamond so fragile
May break upon a heart so granite
And the boy I ran with long ago
And the boy I sang with long ago
Has become the man I do not know
Since from my exile nothing shows
The silence makes love invisible
Not the distance terminable
On leaf tip
Waiting to drip
Before the bee may sip.
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