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Posted by Erik Moshe on Sunday, August 21, 2011 Under: Poetry


You should’ve seen how Death was constructed to sap life
You should’ve seen how graceful He strode around God’s tomb
Somewhere in the milky strands of micro fibers
Grouping swarms of dust in his hands, blowing out boreal moths
And swallowing the light of warmth they held in cocoons for so long
Following togetherness coattail’s to an ethereal bay side
She waits with Kashmir drapery
The sun rays of your childhood illuminating
A scene, of bodies of warriors, priests, and river Ganges entities
Fellowship for thankfulness
Even in the bogged down marsh of law
And orderly destructive notions, in an ocean of creation
They expect us to keep our heads above water
I hope to invent oxygen tanks before then
“The important thing to remember in navigating the starchives
Is don’t linger on one galaxy for too long,” said Saeed to little Farukhan.
“Then you might want to be a philosopher
and not become a man of medicine like your father…
You may become captivated in the vastness of it all. We all might.”




"For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one."

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