Through the trees
Where you and I walked,
So quiet, as if silence were a kind of thread.
And words, the sharpness to cut it, we began speaking.
Of many things: sunset as a person leaving
Behind a trail of footprints in the sand.
Detachment; the past that slowly rises from the
Bottom of a memory, like bubbles to the mind's surface.
God; a searchlight in the sky of dark and doubt.
Death as an appointment that one cannot
Keep from meeting or put off the day of dying.
What we did not know about life
Was more of a gift than knowing-
Though when our eyes met
We fell in love, immediate and permanent.
Our lives awakened, alerted to the possibility for more–
Of what life has been now translated to what will be,
The years left in you and me.
Suddenly saved, as a flower on the sidewalk.
No matter what tomorrow could be,
You and me, to remain one, what better poem can there be?
Our lives, reduced to ashes in a jar, scattered to the wind.
So quiet, as if silence were a kind of thread.
And words, the sharpness to cut it, we began speaking.
Of many things: sunset as a person leaving
Behind a trail of footprints in the sand.
Detachment; the past that slowly rises from the
Bottom of a memory, like bubbles to the mind's surface.
God; a searchlight in the sky of dark and doubt.
Death as an appointment that one cannot
Keep from meeting or put off the day of dying.
What we did not know about life
Was more of a gift than knowing-
Though when our eyes met
We fell in love, immediate and permanent.
Our lives awakened, alerted to the possibility for more–
Of what life has been now translated to what will be,
The years left in you and me.
Suddenly saved, as a flower on the sidewalk.
No matter what tomorrow could be,
You and me, to remain one, what better poem can there be?
Our lives, reduced to ashes in a jar, scattered to the wind.
About the Author
Christ Keivom, 22 from India, is currently pursuing his master's in English Literature from Delhi University. His work has previously appeared in Novus Literary Arts Journal, Mulberry Literary, Monograph Mag, Farside Review, Spotlong Review, The Chakkar, Write Now Lit, Agapanthus Collective, and Native Skin to name a few.