in the cool clear air
of the mountain night,
as the stars glimmer,
with long ago exploded light.
i let go....
the woman,
of ninety three years
i let go...
the friends
who had shorter lives...
i let go...
those whose burdens, i bear.
i leave my salt upon
the dust.
and seed memories
to the wind....
knowing...tommorrow...
i will be desperate...
to find them,
again.
grief...all encompassing... after wine....in the midnight air...