equinox

vernal equinox and autumns slumber
such resident silence as pervades the icing
water there are loves requited like the chill
that kills both the living, and also awakens the dead

proverbial sadness, the tastes indulged,
the salt water
pearls with a froth of sky,
the
world is reflected in the tear like dew
staring out the palm of the yellow leaf

I return to the forest of my life
the wildernesss of soul that promises
wearily to reveal herself
as fate,like a constellation, Ursa major, the soulstice
of the soul, the season of new ponderings, new
wanderings and the drop of dew
turns tice, there is a diamond in the eye
beneath a searing red aurora, all is jaded,
green and black, the eyes of a cat
framing the reality which surrounds you,

the coccoon of the seasons, the insulation
that enables you to live in the arctic, allows you to love
without losing
your eternal soul, frozen
in the bottom of the river
unknown to the sun