I kneel before the stillness
of your flightless body.
My baggage behind me
and the sun’s fire
no longer in you.
Duped by an illusion,
heaven did not see
you coming.
Beyond one small thought
among all other thoughts,
I want to stay with you
not long enough
by your side.
Surprised that the gods
tolerate this betrayal,
in search of your name
soft in my cupped hand.