Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Al Akhir: At Last, Complete

Frantic, you have been making marks,
here in the beach sand,
there on the loose piece of bark,
twisting it into the bread dough,
even using the vacuum
to streak the carpet in melody bars.
You have grouped stars as you gaze at them,
raked pebbles together in small piles,
woven together silk and wool and acrylic,
and flipped somber paint at the canvas.
And now, standing back,
you can see it all,
a mighty single statement, booming
for you to read slowly and calmly
and out-loud with your whole soul.


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