It Will Be

Hyacinth garden

in my mind is the pull of gravity,

I try to find the lost center

that rolling splendor of a dark wave.

on a moonlit summer night when I will take, flight.

just the way I entered time.

onto a balmy dawn, that ruptures a steamy day.

it will be

scatter my ashes on my river;

I want to be nearer to the sea;

please read some of my poetry.

recite my exotic glow, that cool luster,

know that I possessed a soft flicker and hushed pleasure,

as I glanced from sapphire skies.

it will be

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