why is love a four letter word

the dead are rising

with the blood in my ears,

staring at us, at me,

and their silence is terrible

i feel them , try to listen,

 breathing their molecules,

i know they ask through time

and space and spheres

the soul freezes in this 

the roll call of the unknown,

before birth, after death

all the wasted inbetweens

i cannot answer,

this music, rising now

from so bitter bitter roots,

beauty, all this strength

we are not alone, together

we swim in flow and in pause,

grace shall come, pray,

this shall be our task:

to mature

to spread a smile

across the earth

for all beings

to not look away,

to see each one as equal,

to forgive the demons

of our shared past

o to live like a tree

when only the ripe apple

falls to the ground-

i will be silent

being born

we will all die.

but, and.

forever and.