Nirvana

by January 12, 2015 1 comment

My silence is a Gothic church
where I douse the night
after nirvana.

Hemlock
reverberates
the foot-steps of fire
and water.
Before standing
on the cliff of the azure morning
I threw
my garments of light away.

editors note:

Naked time on the morning after Nirvana. – mh

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