The Puzzle

By Fabrice Poussin

They wonder

if you know the lightning

of the aura following you

as you traverse the expense of green.

They wish

there was a way to break the spell

of the warm prison glow

your protection like a sarcophagus.

They ask

whether you might ever want to

be read like the open story you once were

fragile then in every fiber of your flesh.

I too imagine

what remains of the passionate girl

who used to share her infinity willingly

as a sacrifice to the upcoming suffering.

All witness

vanishing into the dense heat of a new dusk

as she walks in a dream of her making

her fortress impregnable into eternity.