I saw his name And felt nothing - What a wonderful feat! To not have my heart plummet Down my chest to my stomach, And wind up on the ground in a pitiful heap!
I used to study the letters And worry the lines, I pondered the edges – A victimless crime. Rolling with their curves Memorizing their bends; Their small supple signs Stretching onwards, no end.
Yet now as I see them, Strong, stark, and bare, And though (as for that the passing there) They belong now to another, I recognize their shape, And can still hear their rhyme, But say now beyond all reason this season Of torment gradually declines.
How freeing! How liberating - Oh god, this clean air! It’s purer up Here – out………....……….. From behind all that doubt and despair; Beyond darkness and fear: A place where Stillness is born And dawn is just breaking - Where the daylight waits for waking And nighttime dreams on no more.