All
events that lie beyond the span of a single life are ancient --
Ancient
as the naked boy who visited Eckhart in his study
As
Able snuffed out by Cain's rage,
As
Adam, willingly beguiled.
Ancient
is not so long ago.
The
beach is cluttered with ancient shards of vessels that once
carried
orange soda or root bear to eager lips intent also
on
other delicacies.
What
boy crashed these bottles against the surf battered rocks,
And
to what obscure but inflamed purpose?
It
cannot be reconstructed.
Knowing
I shall soon be ancient too,
Ancient
as the waves, I leave for you
This
shard, deliberately constructed.