Sharqi

 Image David Marcu

Image David Marcu

What to do
when the granite hard rock
of caretaker love
you have been standing
life long on
thoughtless
of his
mortal span
turns all of a suddenness
to unpredictable
uncertain
gritty
eye-stung
sand;

Shifting
in the hot dryness
of a damaging
diseased wind
he drifts and fades
falling
into that
final barrenness;
a lunar landscape
devoid
of all his former
clarity
his fierce held
inner burning
god hewn fire –
and his own
wondrous
man made
light.

For my father.