rises in stone from the water.
I used to go and sit
on the terraced side of the pool
and gaze at his rearing head
on my last days in Kathmandu
quiet with the knowledge
I would not come again
in this life, here, to be
alone and silent with him
under that calm sky.
Submitted for Poets United's Verse First: Close to the Source
under that calm sky.
Submitted for Poets United's Verse First: Close to the Source
