when kindness is as kindness shows
the son his mother’s body knows
my eyes are from another place
i smile at you to show my face

the lessons of an artist’s life
are gifts you rendered to his wife
he’s gentle as the fallen rain
what tokens we give back again

a sudden street, a stranger island
with traffic from a broken time
he’s holding her, she’s not alone
the dancer is already home

let’s draw again the graceful scene
in blouses pink, you met Christine
if recognition makes you laugh
he shows you with a photograph

a feeling hewing to the bone
her shapes are not unlike my own
she’s holding me, she’s not alone
the dancer is already home

what light there was is in your eyes
her singing voice was village wise
he looks for her before sun sets
and child again her own forgets

and he will press your softened hands
the gestured words, the closing fans
and holding you, you’re not alone
the dancer is already home

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for Ibuk

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selamat hari raya Galungan🌾

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