Photograph by Erik Kolstad

 

 

Dear, dear Sister
My Sister Lake
where are you going?

Running away.
running, running …
Running away!

Breaking the cycle
that circular motion
Stopping it once and for all
for I won’t do it anymore!
Not anymore.
no more, no more I say!

Oh ruckus,
wild, wild chaos
what have you done, Sister!
Why do you protest so?

Oh, I said, No more!
and I mean it this time.
I shall not rise to the heavens
over and over
And over again
only to be cast down
again and again!

No more, I say!

- Kaosar