Fridge Poetry 36 - Heaven in flames

Can a child’s innocent heart understand

sacred drunkards who seek angels

and favourite gods,

the word and grace of

every hero with

a hope,

mercy,

even a dream?

What about when heaven is on fire

and love falls flat?

The death of the sun and moon?

Winter upon this world?

No more blooming,

for the life of every man is

the time of a sucker.

Their tender spirits must

dream

love

discover

beam

caress.

Go strongly into the

infinite dark, kid.

Smile at every vulgar tomorrow,

come naked-hearted every day,

and let life come to you.