THE SKY OUTLIVES EVERYTHING. EVEN SUFFERING.
--(title from Bowa Jahar)
Even the red sauce stain
on the stove. Even stars.
Even the taste of rain.
Even blue. Even paintings
of gods. Even prayer. Even
the lover’s scent. Even time.
Even a pregnant statue. Even
song. Even sun-burned skin.
Even light. Even wind. Even
the hair in a robin’s nest.
Even love. Even plastic. Even
a long-lost glove. Even life
and death. The sky outlives
everything. Even the word
for sky. Even the everything.
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