today, i was sitting home alone and listened to
the wind blow, heard voices that i hadn’t heard
for so many years but they spoke to me t’if they
were from yesterday, making my heart flutter as
my spirit recognized their essence, for they were of
mi ‘Mama’, mi
‘hermano’, mi Tía, mi Tío’, mi perrito,
‘Jules’
they projected that they were all well and that soon
i would join them in a world of joy, a realm of wonder,
where music never ceases, and the heart is sated, the
soul is always dancing
and i know that the wind blows because the moon
glows as it also makes the waves of the sea rise and ebb
in the noir of night and so i walked outside to greet the
stars
as they flicker hello, and i said to them that I’m looking
forward to this sojourn of what i had spoken to the wind
about, asking if i could bring my loved ones with me, and
the moon smiled and whispered back, and in its own way
said, ‘it is, what is intended’
startled by this i stepped back, just then the wind began
to blow again and i heard the voices once more, and this
time they asked me if i was ready to come aboard, but i
had to decline, for i had not fulfilled my legacy, i had not
written my epitaph, i had not finished expressing my words
of which i wish to leave behind…
