Silence for a Solstice
June 21, 2014
under an arch of thorny blackberry bramble
a childhood universe once opened outward
with cicada songs and a rain of grasshoppers --
wings and legs flinging, catapulting to the air
blown in the sun, radiant and transparent
in the agitation and confusion of silence
sometimes answers come on the longest of days
sometimes answers appear with a stillness of night
-- a question hangs on the planets and the moon
replied in reddish-orange dialogs of dawn
twilight
exaltations of memory for a dementia generation
i'll never forget my home and where i came from
but i came for a dream on a shimmering mirage
heat waves over asphalt on a distant highway
it's clear now what we continue to love for
-- to soar and not look back, it's what we live for
wings and legs flinging, catapulting to the air
blown in the sun, radiant and transparent
// © by wataru ebihara
a childhood universe once opened outward
with cicada songs and a rain of grasshoppers --
wings and legs flinging, catapulting to the air
blown in the sun, radiant and transparent
in the agitation and confusion of silence
sometimes answers come on the longest of days
sometimes answers appear with a stillness of night
-- a question hangs on the planets and the moon
replied in reddish-orange dialogs of dawn
twilight
exaltations of memory for a dementia generation
i'll never forget my home and where i came from
but i came for a dream on a shimmering mirage
heat waves over asphalt on a distant highway
it's clear now what we continue to love for
-- to soar and not look back, it's what we live for
wings and legs flinging, catapulting to the air
blown in the sun, radiant and transparent
// © by wataru ebihara