ON MY DEATH V5

May the distant sky, receding,

Farther, farther in the sea,

And the line of the horizon, bleeding

One more summer from infinity, 

May that island out there, never far,

Bar the clouds that come and go

And sleep in river underneath a star;

May these puzzles tilt and flow

Over all the torches in the night, 

Over all the dark that world’s pit

Against soft breezes in the light -

Whatever graves the planet tries to fit

On its dying continental shelf

Drown, and mix, and swell the beaches with myself.

November 19th and 28th, Lanikai

December 1st and 2nd, Kailua

2010