A bright autumn day
colors
crisp
sunlight flashing on the windows.
A clear day, blue with painted hues of leaf.
I stood strong and tall
in the breezy wind
and felt life once again
like great power
from my head flowing down through me.
With large strides
I passed over the fields
drinking fountains of expansive air.
And with the red sun playing on my head,
I burst through the door
but her face was bloodless white.
I stopped, and suddenly
the October air froze on my skin.
She searched my face
with a gaze of shiny wet cheeks
and spoke your name,
and this single word
had a weight
that said everything.
Fire arose in my bones
and spread all over me
until it found my eyes.
And the sun flickered in the shadows.
--in memoriam, jp, +october 17, 2005
