tesserae - 9/13/2006

if you break me
break me well
let nothing
of me remain
but a thousand
stained stones
stocked
for future
tesserae

may i be
remade in mosaic
on a temple
by the sea
contemplating horizon
and foam infinity
sundrenched ocean madness
and stark serenity

when you look
upon my wall
will something of
me remain
will pearls remark
what were my eyes
staring into
long lost skies
touched by tears
of salt and sand
and pain