The Cypress
Oh to be a cypress overlooking the sea, midway
a crumbling
cliff of rock
laughter and slow time
– solitary
except for you, my love.
you will be the wind rushing
me, thrashing me with
rain and sea mist and salt
and I will be pliable for you.
My arms will turn in a slow dance, an ode
and you will know me by my branch
twisted
embrace.
Where a woodpecker will come
and make
my arms a flute and together
the music we make
will ride currents of air,
through the fog of a long dreamt
dream of our astonishment,
lifting the wings
of a heron, whose piercing cry
will tell well the gods
of us.
Christopher
Christopher Leibow is a poet, visual artist and a sensei is a lay minister with Bright Dawn Way of Oneness Buddhism and is the sensei and founder of the Salt Lake Buddhist Fellowship which he has led for ten years. He has had his art and poetry published international. He lives in Salt Lake City and spends his time with his two youing boys Teague and Ronen
