Don’t think and grieve I count out days
in loops of memories and sighs,
that I fritter my life away,
that I stop my ears and shut my eyes.
I count instead how your laughter rang -
transformed the earth and made it glow,
and how the fireflies came along
to show off their light at your window.
The angle the stars held up your sky,
and the seas wove an orchid foam,
how the trees lobbed their branches high
just so they could shelter your home.
Their flowers still dance and pirouette.
They do not grieve, nor do I forget.