Weep No More

Riding on a cloud
High above the world
So beautiful

Flowing along the line 
Of her back

The one
Who taught me how to write

She passes in the sky
In rooted tangle

Only to give me
At last
When I am dead
Hope to return

I have seen her constellation
Dressed in green
Tailed like a rat
And then fall away
Here
With me

Burning in secrets
Of nothing whatsoever
I shall see her again

Ended is what I have begun
Only to begin again
Show me
Weep no more

Β©James Dennis Casey IV

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