let this song gently brush your lips
that it may forever sleep in your light,
that it may forever heal other careless voices,
that it may forever protect you from the contagion of this world’s dire heart
let this song tenderly caress your cheeks
that it might forever rest with your kindness,
that it might forever blush with longing and joy,
that it might swell from the bittersweetness of this world’s squandered innocence
and let this song carry your feet
that it might forever jingle from the rhythm of your ghungroos (ankle bells),
that it might forever breath eternal,
that it might forever usher the hearts of imperfect poets
into this world’s elusive grandeur and everlasting grace
August 17, 2020
Maricopa, AZ