I see your numinous body alone as a snow-capped mountain far off in an endless horizon. Swim through the air where silence reigns like a fish under water. You don’t need a voice or have to have to hide to win a place in the cacophony of the future. Move closer to me, and I will keep embracing you long after I am gone.
About the Poet:
Milton P. Ehrlich, Ph.D. is an 89-year-old psychologist and a veteran
of the Korean War who has published numerous poems in periodicals such
as “Descant,” “Ottawa Arts Review,” “Wisconsin Review,” “Allegro
Poetry Magazine,” “Toronto Quarterly Review,” “Christian Science
Monitor,” “Huffington Post,” and the “New York Times.”