He is in daylight without end
amid the glimmering blue,
wearing a black suit that forms a shadow
against the white cumulus backdrop,
against hands that touch his arm.
He rides down streets
shrouded with purple maple trees
in this day with no end,
sauntering through traffic,
around one corner toward the next,
his shadow cast upon places
he once visited, against the house,
formerly his home, on his way
to a place where others await.
He has traveled through an immense light,
a quiet light that guided him
over unfamiliar terrain
toward this day without end,
in this suit against which
the moon and stars might rest,
one the sun will eventually bleach
to a pure sheen when he joins
those others in that room
as they acknowledge his arrival,
whispering how the sun
is no more than a vehicle,
that his momentary stay on earth
will dissipate and his forever
will be sealed with a song,
that this departure releases him
from the constraints of the body,
that his ash, now dispersed,
is merely symbolic
to the disintegration of night.
Michael Keshigian from New Hampshire will have his twelfth poetry collection, Into The Light, released in April, 2017 by Flutter Press. He has been widely published in numerous national and international journals and has appeared as feature writer in over a twenty publications with 6 Pushcart Prize and 2 Best Of The Net nominations. (michaelkeshigian.com)
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