The Impermanence of All Things

i watched them for days
five days
a dozen monks
in shifts of four, five, six
working from different corners, sides, angles
there were so many layers hidden by layers upon layers

the moment it was complete
i was standing there
i'd seen them put the finishing touches on the lotus leaves
and ice the cake with the blue frosting along the very edge with scallop motions
i thought to myself
this is the most beautiful thing i have ever seen

the elder sanctified the newborn
then with silence
reached and scratched the freshly finished canvas

silently
violently
he swept up the rainbow
into a mound of grey

it was again but sand
the sand of time
artistic and colorful and desecrated
cut like a pie
mashed like potatoes
divided into vials like blood samples
distributed to those that wanted a piece of the wall

before the remains were
tossed
with reverance
into the lake at the bottom of the hill

i stayed in shock for the evening
then got back to living
ate dinner
read stories to my daughter
made love to my partner
and cried for more life

10.24.05

the day is resplendant and Fall is as fair as ever

moisture in it's fog form is shrouding trees 

tall and saturated with rain

trees in pre-noon cloaks of sunlight like a backlight

illuminated in a fine mist and waterdrops shine like

diamonds among the needles of the evergreens

and moss so verdant and velvet beckons caress, caress, caress

an unseen wind is toppling the last leaves from the

maples and in their spiral to earth they cause a

cascade of rain that has been trapped 

among the pine trees feathers

earth is covered with a loosely woven carpet of gold,

red and honey brown leaves being slowly 

recycled for spring’s children

re-create in your mind's eyes

3..2..1...snap

why do i share this with you?