The Deserted Calm (Poetry)

I’m shrunk by the vastness
exploring alone
in the absence of others
beneath staring stone.

A flea on a whale’s back
these rocks cannot feel
my weight of existence
or sense what is real.

I seem my own shadow
the sun has set free
an echo — a mirage —
a stranger to me.

I’m lost to the landscape
absorbed soft as rain
I’m a fallen invisible
child of the plain.

The mountain my father
my mother bare earth
and silence the midwife
to ease tardy birth.

Since when I have wandered
with breeze and with gale
life’s brought me full circle
love’s misread the tale.

Now calm overwhelms me
all worry undone
in awe of nobody
and death still to come.