{poetry}

​One Thousand and One

freely small beneath the wind
on this new day my last
going down beneath the waves
as all last days have passed

another death that had to die
before tomorrow's birth
a standing disappointment made
with my new heaven's worth

why fall today when I must rise
why sink when I am strong
all the visions I must have
to see that I am wrong

to live and die a thousand times
and still then to have won
when all the times that I am born
are one thousand and one

I sink today in darkness
but I take with me the sun

​6/13/2016