To Read the Sands

To Read the Sands

Does’t within that sweetest smile
Stained not nor yet battered
By waking to chill inheritance
As weeks tumbling into years 
Away run from that easiest mile
While you see me unclothed

It is slowly that you kill us
Or dream it so by taking 
Leave of tethers smiles tied
When hours stumbling into days
Away run what we remember
As dying we forget us 

Are we all the same, then
Why do happy images fade
When quick did a quiet fury
Set fire to the laughter 
Now alight again echoing 
Through this newest vessel 
We’ve called my son

Will you cleave apart, my son
And join them beyond, leaving 
This barren shore I’ve accreted
When moments crumbling into minutes 
See you barely burn to rise 
Upward toward the twinkling light 

And will I ever follow
The scent my soul detected 
Free in foremost moments 
Unconsciously made conscious 
As it smolders ‘neath a flesh 
Made thick through dumb persisting 

While I toil on, building vainly
Wondering fruitless will these piles prove
When the beaches you might dance 
Along sit beside another ocean 
Bounding some faintly known horizon 
Where I never learn to swim

Lo my boy, forgive me
Forgive me when you pause, digging
Forgive me my trespasses
These dunes my momentary cravings
As years drifting into lifetimes
Are made for but the waves

And when you dance upon shores
That you have helped to make
Unending waves rendering your castles
Mere layers of twinkling fragments
May you see like starlight filling 
Up the blackness, bittersweet 
This galaxy you call your own

Should you dare to read the sands.