Serenity In Lotus Flower" INKSCAPE by Ismujono
I shall not find the reach to the stars again
Nor strike out my profile on the newly minted sun
I am stricken with the moss fettered cataracts of rivers
Where the sky gives wings to water
I take the last caress of flowers
Someone touched by leaves of fall
Spills the counterpane of signs and omens
The magic scattering of a life
The long journey to the grave
The many stages of remembering
A child flutters in my mind
The moth of all beginnings
Falls from the sky as crumbs
Spillage and sand of days
No longer a barricade
The old life sputters
A new day begins
THE MAGIC SCATTERING OF A LIFE