And for quite a long time
So what now
I was listening to music
being held up by the air
and then thinking farther out
where there might have been an end
to the place where forms share
And still I could not change or send
not even a ripple
that would not eventually flare
And I grew tired and simple
from taking life out of the world
and its mysterious unrepeated
loss
until my own face
scattered out into the trees
and lifted out up into the mountain
And then I turned
as if there was somewhere I had to go
and walked away from the reflection.
