08/06/98

		"unbirthday"

Two days ago, a long time now
my unbirthday, my undoing
a long time in coming
but not unexpected
And the stars shone down
upon the earth with such splendor
that all who saw them
were inspired to great deeds
But the mighty have fallen
their feathers weighed down
with the tears of sorrows
from all the world
I do not know myself
the voice is a stranger
to the heart and the mind
of my being
Consciousness betrays me
my undoing whispers in shadows
comforting, caressing my wounds
and my pride withers and falls
Long ago tales of honor lived
in song and precious memory
but seasons fade
and winter grows long

				© Andrea K