Burden Light

We have always sought nights
    of brightness, warmth bringing
    ourselves removing memories

of how typhoons surging
    along with each season’s breeze
    from southeast, from above might

keep us grieving for casualties
    in the absence of silence, sight—
    when darkness becomes dragging

drenched knees to church to fight
    the one who has been carrying
    the moving air in hands that also seize

our bodies from danger of falling
    away before we live as we please
    to stay still with a burden light.


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