When You Become.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

When You Become....



the big wide plate
unblemished

emptiness spreading like
blanket upon a green patch

under the trees below the
heavens


beside the clouds you dance
samsara

you look beautiful with those
laces

as the air blows your hair
as the darkness begins to infiltrate

nerves sing
flesh retires on the floor as you become my roof my window.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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