Resurrection

...if I resurrect you,
would you forgive me?

I have wasted
my prayer. Hear
the wind! There is

glass
in the air

as if it has been
broken. Your body

has betrayed
me. Once,

I saw you
as "gift"...

my eyes
are ordinary,

your's
were like moons,
a string of pearl-

I will not miss

light

in such a way.

There is no end
to silence, no blanket

to cover night, no soil
that will restore you.

A grey dove
in dark sky...

glides down.

If I resurrect you,
will you forgive me?