Saturday, May 31, 2008

DEPENDABILITY


One day a wonderful plan

he had dreamed up

disintegrated in a matter of moments,

but still his breath

kept coming in and going out.

Another time, a tragedy took place

in his house, but his breath

didn’t break its rhythm.

Rain fell for fourteen days

one summer, but

it didn’t bother his breath.

His hopes have been burned

to cinders occasionally,

and the love of his life

lost color and passed away,

but his brave breath

didn’t notice,

never stopped being of service.

WANTS

He had thousands of wants

sitting on his shoulders.

One day he decided

to lighten the load,

so he wrote some wants on pieces of paper

and put them in rivers

to roll away to the sea.

Then he threw some wants

into the sky to see them soar

and slowly disappear like suffering.

Some wants were taken to a mountain

where they wandered away

like wintertime,

and others simply stopped breathing

and slipped easily off his shoulders.