changing
it's all motion
slurred sounds
dim blurs

You tell me to stop stumbling
but really, it's a spiral dance

ice-encrusted
hurling towards a star
pure light
shatters the remnant shell

You tell me it's destruction
but really, it's a birth

plunge into our ocean
glide through silky waves
beckon soulfully
with a dark playful eye

You tell me cooly maybe tomorrow
but really i only know the sensuous now

...your voices haunt me
longing echos in muffled light
i want to be here...but i'm moving
my fluid self slips too easily
through cupped fingers...

my dead whisper temptingly
the wind sings the past
they ask me to rise
become the air

You tell me not to follow
but really i've been gone forever  

written by sharon j. mah