It's been such a long time,
such a long fall --
of the angels
that have flown too high,
imitating in length
the familiar gravity's road
spread through space
from my WHY
that has measured God's heavens
to the marble forehead
of the base
of no foretelling,
no telling or turning
toward
the half open doors,
where swaying
in the sympathy of the green cloud --
stands your Farewell.
And such a long long silence
beyond this threshhold.
1999