Frank Prem

way poem #13: sorrow and joy (up here in heaven)

oh moon
you must leave
here in heaven
I will wreath myself
in cloud
to hide my weeping

 

and yet
my moon
when you are gone
up here in heaven I
will shine
in high delight

 

for though you must go
faded to nothing
away
and beyond my touch

 

it’s only a shadow

 

it is only my shadow
and that too will pass

 

while I
impatient
await you
up here
in heaven

 

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