Where are you in this
sky of mine
The breeze blows quietly as you sing
The sweet
voice of yours in time
Faded past the notes of rhyme
In
falling free verse and eternal chime
Your ashes scattered on
the wind
The bottle that held them empty thin..
No trace of
your mortal self remains
Your ashes grey, the wind's domain
You
float freely in the sky of mine
Untamed, unkempt, a crooked
dream
Once so hoped and full of sorrow
With you in that sky of
mine…
Turn your dream into a straight line tomorrow?
Socrates In Love
© Seimei Aoyagi