Before love, I cower and languish As silence binds me till heavens’ end I give and offer permanence and eternity Ceaseless as cataracts of falling stars Roaring through the desolation, stubborn gale Bringing forth hope as wild seeds sprout Tide after tide of suffocating plenty
All to plead for:
A blink from the indifferent sun A sigh from the depth of the void A smile from you
And receive nothing.
Still, my faith is true:
As swallows in wintry plight flock To seek the prophesied warm south As salmon race towards life's autumn Leap or lapse, always to land in its fall
Like the many hapless before And The destined countless after
It is also my instinct to seek To love Even if I never find And only the eternal quiet echoes my calls
Heaven remains when heavens end While Earth cease where earth ends You and I did not spring the same Yet, if one withers the other will surely fade
Written some time around midnight, while feeling uncertain, uninspired, and reading Keats. --- Leap, Even If Fated to Fall By: Yue Xing Yitkbel **** December 11, 2019