Something Finishes
The end of long beginnings
And many days away
Blowing together like sheets of paper or
Sand on the beach
It comes, and, is off where it goes
A new species foaled in the mist
Something like a book
Some trite storyline unlooked for
And the pages unrecognizable;
Where the darkness comes a smile
Once when the stars sang in verse like
Little magic fires leaping up then going out
Whispers and smoke dreamily wisping
And a stray lost breath through the fir needs catching.
I imagine a firefly there glinting
Carving beautiful arcs through the black as if a star
This never-ending second where he lives bristling
A chance meeting in the vacuous vigil wild
We stare, and blink,
That forever is somewhere, I forget
But I think it’s after the end.
Perhaps it’s a happy ending. Yes,
They say that a lot
