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Forever
One day I'll be preserved in sands of time;
glaring into diamond rays—white lights
the earth dissolves my flesh to fertile dust;
embeds treasures—secrets in a crackled skull
Metamorphosis—in the closet—white bones
the silver tusk of a unicorn; my wand
golden ink quills—illuminate the scripts
clinging a steam to my fingertips
Come rain and shine concomitantly;
Bats sporadic dispatch across twilight—
a howl at the full moon in dark pines;
the rest night hours listen to silent rocks
Man's long sail in a non-ebbing waterlog;
on landscape's odyssey; sags and saps
in quota and barricade—mortality; a parasite
that lurks and preys on squishy flesh
Under Sun's revolutions—sculptures crumble;
a halo on the hills in the peak of the eve—
grey hairs ignite floating lanterns in an upswing;
a hoop for tales of the golden age by moonlight
The olive tree bends astride, soars on eagles wings
shields the garden; absorbs time's lash—
kids hop in—out; light up cheeks with beams
and glee of jump-joy verses to recite the past
On the crescent of a semi-circled young moon
a look down time's row—the Agama nods;
the pendulum rocks—clicks of lullabies
daze tender eyes—whispers in the cradles
Dewy sunrises whistling songs of birds
stir up daily canticles—Would you proclaim
me fallen, as I linger in the miry clay
for the resonance of resurrection trump?
Get a dab of me in the tiny summer breezes,
glimpse me glimmering in the twinkling stars,
hear me susurrate in the dove-light woods,
catch whiffs of me in the rosy spring blooms:
—I live on in silent places of true light—
Copyright ©
Destiny Izehi
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