Opaque Heart of the Fallen Man

This is the wind season

The green wind alive with space and water

Versed in after disasters

After the death-of-loved-ones

 

Literal or relational, it's all the same

There is no redemption for

The naked man fallen in battle

Many are the uncertain wounds

 

Bereft of peace, fugitive of fire

There is no white branch of naked female

To redeem, some men must walk alone

Like the wind in the wrong season

 

To die sedentary with mind

Motionless, ungrounded, uninspired.