The moon peeped over the mountain

They were caught

Bathed in the magic of moonlight

Words were not spoken

Words were not needed

For they were lost

Lost in the beginnings of love

Caught between mother earth and lunar sky

Hand in hand

Heart to heart

Witnessed by the earth and the heavens

The earth sighed

And the moon smiled

As it moved silently across the sky

    They were green with colour ful

   at the age from six to twenty

   They had showered it’s love

  by showering it’s flowers and cool air

  They were my play mates in the evenings,

   holiday’s, from the morning to night.

 They were our stumps  and

 stage of my childish plays

The running of two decades and

my hurry of hunting money

They have gone from my memory  .

 I returned with my kids to my land and

gilded moon lays down her sweet sweet head

and drinks the soothing bitterness

while utterances in the gallery

stutter

sharp dancing votive flames

we bring

our silk hands and secret rings

braids of copious albino tethers

float like mystic feathers

sky geese

and star chariots

her eyes make we weep

for all that shes seen

all her scars

whipped mercies

light another slender taper

meditate beside the fakir

i want what i cannot hold

now its over

a lifetime

spilling out of that sacred container

free and easy

his hands coated in a fine layer

we remember the plaid shirts and cardigans

no grave for him his wishes said

no place to go and stand

and say

Hey Dad I Love you!