' ' ' ' ' ' ' All The Stars Brilliant Brihtness(Tankas)

ALL THE STAR’S BRILLIANT BRIGHTNESS The door I opened with the key of your birth...Death closes with my grief. All the star’s brilliant brightness can’t tame the ghost of my loss. ******* MUTE The words had become silent...they tried to burrow into me...borrow my tongue to pronounce your death. I would not let them say it. ******* CHILD Your caul now your shroud ghostly you came to us in this the birth of your death born already a ghost you haunt us here forever. Child. ******* WORD LESS Silence is led to Language but I can’t make it speak. It has gone into itself where no words ever are...or....ever be.