Sun shows up our pain, life goes on now when she ends, if only bells tolled cc: CC 2021
Tag Archive: Requiem
Today, this morning after
we left you alone
in your bronze home
aside the dirt-mound,
cordoned off
by rope and flowers,
I expected to wake
to the incredible weightlessness
of cold and sorrow,
but instead
I rise to nothing
but extreme desire
and eternal yearning
to perform spectacular acts
of radical kindness.
© Chagall, 2013
Alphabet City 