Ramadan is Burnished Sunlight
Ramadan is burnished sunlight on the cheek of the Beloved at the first dawn of creation first fruits burst on first green bran…
We all must have our song of departures
for when the long shadow down the road we’re on
coming from in front of us
catches up with us
and covers us like an amorous lover
from head to toe with sultry kisses
then we know we’re going where
all caps are worn backwards
and every window looks in rather than out
at the world
Pools reflect more than sky with clouds overhead
they also show our watery roots
and the purification of our desires for
One Beloved alone out of Whom
all others fan and into Whom all collapse back again
singing to us their own song of departures as they
slide into His Single Sovereignty after all
There’s a tree here
that would also like to beckon us goodbye
and it has rainbows around each leaf
and faces in the shadows of everyone we’ve
ever known but as it’s the tree of life it has for
each of us only faces each one of us
has truly known yet they’re all the same Face
and sing their own song of departure among the
leaves as they fall or as they blossom
each spin of the cycle we’re in
slowly saying goodbye to it all
so slowly at first we’re not saying goodbye
at all but hello and every
conversation in between
but each is a departure
and each is a song
9/18/2006 (from In the Realm of Neither)
Categories: Poems