Perhaps This Is The Way My Life Will End
PERHAPS THIS IS THE WAY MY LIFE WILL END
by Stuart Kestenbaum
I will find myself
walking down a hidden lane.
The spring rain
will have just ended
and I will smell the fertile earth.
I have never been
this present before.
My bones know
that I am home.
My teeth unclench.
Once I stared at a crystal bowl
dividing the light into
the unseen colors of the world.
Something is soaring
inside me or outside of me.
I can't tell which.
by Stuart Kestenbaum
I will find myself
walking down a hidden lane.
The spring rain
will have just ended
and I will smell the fertile earth.
I have never been
this present before.
My bones know
that I am home.
My teeth unclench.
Once I stared at a crystal bowl
dividing the light into
the unseen colors of the world.
Something is soaring
inside me or outside of me.
I can't tell which.
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