Inheritance

Rivers of an indifferent universe rush you by, you who is paralyzed by a fatal stillness. The mourning dove still sings. In the winter, a temperance of dark rains, lightning spills from the skies fissures. In the spring, grief is your inheritance. A diadem of diamond light at the horizon’s rim. I dream of eating the oak’s black bark and becoming Earth again. Lost among the hushed oaks, my soul hollows. I behold your sublime magnificence which is but a temporary inheritance. Our possessions are dust, there is an infinity of griefs, why do you abide? Heaven is a blue void, why do you wish to vanish? Decline from darkness to light. A dream abounds, a dream of a different life. Decline from darkness to light. In the soundless universe, your voice echoes in my mind. Like the nectar from the deities. From darkness to light. The snakebite of Paradise leaves roseate wounds—will you survive your appetites? You were the mirror of the divine, ma ruine. I will never forgive god for this life. Nights of whirring ghost-light fireflies glowing green, wherein lives a devil of the winds, la parousie, restless eternity stitched the verdure of Paradise into me. Unveil me. This is my inheritance: annihilation for desire. When you wade through speeding sea-of-cars infinity I wonder if you dream of a life with me. In monastic devotion to oblivion. Creation has transfigured me. On the train tracks Karenina died for desire and now I understand why. The world is burning and all I can think of is your eyes of oblivion. The wilderness descends. Our dreams were gossamer by dayspring. I remember and I fall into stasis again.