MiPo Poetry Board Best of 2002

Early Hours Of Sky

Last night,
while you were sleeping,
stars hung like small children
on their father’s coat. I flew,
my collarbone pressed to glass,
a window bigger then my frame
and I believed for the first time,
allowed myself to let go.

Angels came,
ones who did not know my name
and there was no fear,
no need to pretend. Naked
on the 27th floor of some hotel,
I entered this world again.

Small and white,
silent without waking a lover
or demons who fall from me
like stone. I entered the world
with a single breath
and I remembered god,
eight days of wonder, creation.

I remembered
that before he began, god
cupped his hands together,
this old man who had never lived
called out-- I am, I am
and he was.

Last night, I did not wake you,
even though I knew
you'd understand--
an upside down sky, silver towers
of trees. I did not wake
but flew to you instead.

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