In the darkness of the void
the black velvet curtain closing
in a cave of night, stage lights out
an audience is crying, the theater
embracing its humanity
as Melpomene hovers in the air
aisles of care lead out, heavy hearts
hold the last bitter tears, exploring
an intensity moving and I am
more decided to linger, waiting
for the moon to light a path from out
an almond shade across the water.
c) Jan G. Otterstrom F.
november 12 , 2010
Over Costa Rica