As the Sun Burrows No. 26

As the Sun Burrows No. 26

Vigil No. 19

Bears carousel

Rat headed towards the sound of Bears coughing

There in the silver lit room

Possum was seated at the round table her white candle held high over its center

Bear coughed and shuddered

Barely there

Her fur was full and white

And as Rat watched

The room began to spin

Slowly at first

Possums light danced about, bringing her in and out of shadow

From white to black

And as the scenes spun

Bear was suddenly sitting there fat and healthy

Laughing

Then as a shadow passed over him, thin and pained, struggling and angry

Then big and fearsome and horrid

Then kind and gentle and lovely

Then silly and playful with a snout dripping with honey

he could then be seen sat there not quite thin or fat but anger and sternesss ruled his face

And then there he was again, dead or almost

A grey of the grave in his fur

Rat watched and was filled with the emotions of a lifetime

Kindness, unkindness

Worry, hate, love, passion, playfulness, joy, anger, hope, hopelessness….and rat wept

Wept with joy at one utterance and with bitter sorrow at another

And as the carousel of bears spun round

Through its whirling shifting effigies of his life and story

Flickers could be caught of white gloves holding a mirror

And reflected in that mirror

A white empty dish covering a face

And one who’s mouth was filled with fire

_~for K. Who I knew too briefly

Sigh:

Silence unfold