ice immerses
the earth in
a frozen
sheen
of glass
I miss the sun
I crave the sun
I seek the sun
frustrated with
loss and my
lack of direction,
I ask the gurus
of the road
where to locate
the elusive sun
“look into
the darkness
of the ice,
stare into
the crystals
of its eyes,
embrace
what it is
you resist.”
I look the
other way…
fire rises
from every grain
of sand,
an eagle chews
its broken wings
I grab the eagle
by the scruff
of its neck,
the eagle sinks
its talons into
my heart,
my soul
I won’t let go,
the eagle won’t
let go…
we fly
into the
frozen darkness
together.
December 18th, 2005