moon ritual we bury the fairy on stage
found: dark clouds in the hole dug
white butterfly passing through mouth of dragon playground
drifting indefinitely
tears shed have turned to stone war memorial
beer in the fridge becoming buddha tonight
disturbed by the smoke river god rolls back into the deep
a piece of the dawn sky on butterfly wings
dagger of the gods kingfisher’s silent dive
as above as below the quiet in limbo
elancharan gunasekaran 