Soul On Fire
(For Elaine)
She could break your
heart
with the look in her
eye
and just standing near
her
could light your soul
on fire.
Long, long ago I
watched
her motor on through
men
like a fast, fast
mustang
on a midnight moonshine
run.
To this day
I still don't know why
I was special to her
though she tried to
tell me
a thousand times over.
To her last breath
the light in her
turquoise eyes
was ever a mystery to
me.
She lit my eternal
flame
out of soggy wet mud
and saved my life more
than once.
She was my lover, my
best friend,
my reason for waking
each day
for half my lifetime.
For these, I owe her
a debt of gratitude
I never can repay.
She never put down her
colors
and told all
who might do us any
harm,
“Do whatever you like
but don't you
fuck with my family.”
She could fight as
fiercely
as a snow white tiger
and was as intelligent
as the midsummer
solstice
is long
She carried with her
a magic as powerful,
as wise, high, and
beautiful
as Shengren mountain
sides---
one part in the dark
shadows,
the other bathed
in vivid sunshine.
She could break your
heart
with the look in her
eye
and just standing near
her
could light your soul
on fire.
In the end, for me she
did both
because she lit my
eternal soul
with a flame brilliant,
bright and true
and then one dark
winters night
she left me standing
alone.
They say every angel
who gets their wings
also becomes a light
and a song
to kindly guide those
who wander
the green hills,
rolling seas
and sandy deserts of
Mother Earth.
Tonight, tonight my
friends
look high up into the
Southern skies
there shines a new star
in the velvet night
whose name
sounds like a
wildflower.
Dewey Dirks
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