Leave me alone in the Morning
Elegy of the River and the Sea
For life and death are one,
like the river and the sea.
In grief, our tears taste different,
our ways of mourning unique.
You weep; I compose elegies.
My brother, high on marijuana,
the island battered by hurricane Beryl.
As the sea crashes upon the land,
seaweed lashes out like demons.
Are we prepared for this?
To whom it may concern,
do not call me early in the morning.
I am not yet awake for words.
Give me time to sip my coffee,
to savor the warmth of intimacy.
Let me read “Good Morning, Sunshine.”
For life and death are one,
like the river and the sea.
My daily poem whispers:
"Leave me alone in the morning
with my thoughts."
My mother outlived my father.
I aspire to outlive the sparrows.
In God, I entrust my life.
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