As leaves fall
And empires sink to ruin,
As fires consume a forest
And stars implode–
So shatters the elegant,
Crystalline structure
Of a soul shimmering
In the light of what makes it exist.
And still, no close of day,
No falling shards,
No completed circle
Can deprive what used to be
Of having been.
The kiss of the cosmos
Bears no revocation.
