How We Enter Paradise
Ode to a canvas print
Background: a sullen sky, pale
light at horizon. Green-water sea
of snowcapped swells, hint of
nightfall in the breaking waves.
Foreground: a bivouac of logs stand
watch, side by side like siblings,
darkened by salt and storm, oddly
illuminated at base, as if from
some celestial flashlight. Shaped
like a ship's prow, or nave of
a church, alpha at shore, omega
in the sea, signaling the way
to an infinity beach.
"Here, You Enter," seems
the summons, cradled for a while
in a circle of safety, their gate
to the winds, your weary body's Zen,
O Passenger, en route to the skies.
Here you enter, here you end,
in the arms of the sea. She,
who absolves all pain
and compromise.
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