40 секунд назад. 40 seconds ago

40 seconds ago
I fell in love with your ‘like’ forever,
I fell, coming out of all the banks
of the ethereal rivers of Heavens
to dare now
hug you just once as the wind.
It’s too late to breed enemies,
It’s time to realise to win –
a tornado is not death yet,
but death is no longer hell…
I fell in love with your ‘like’ forever
40 seconds ago, I fell...

***
The hostage
of beggar years-reprises under the Sun,
of constellations and wars,
is melting away.
The wind is no longer
a prize for the one,
woven by Heavens
into cascades of waves.

The last return ticket
is ripening by tears,
the cards from dreams
are on the table, not under…
I’ve become thinner,
lost 10... Moons? –
No, years!
You’ve lost
the gift of speech
for 100...

***
I have poems again
for fasting for ages…
You are eternally registered with me
in the White Country of pages –
there are no tombs, no guard,
not even borders, but soon,
at dawn, I am to return,
melting away following the Moon,
to my earthly home –
the graveyard...

August 10, 2024