Paradisus


Vicky. Agencia Nofuentes by Mariposiyas*
Vicky. Agencia Nofuentes, a photo by Mariposiyas* on Flickr.

They are coming
in bursts of white robes
and tails carrying
your body shedding skins
and songs I hear
not a requiem but a prelude
of incense sculpting in the air
forming a human voice- soft
like the tongue of God licking
ashes and bones revealing flesh
and blood I touch your eyes
opening like a child’s yawn
inside a mother’s milked embrace I see
oiled finger on your forehead
ascending scents and
saints descending drops of light
I smell God in your mouth
communed,
all-consuming breath
ever-returning
to a place
where heartbeat
doesn’t exist-

 

© Geri Geda