Passage

the door cracked open
and a slim ray of light
landed
connecting my head to my feet
my eyes in between, drawn
a straight line
this sliver of light
can I say
it didn't go unnoticed
could I even say
when the dice rattled and fell
I began counting the days
and the ways
that the door pushed open
a line of light
in my line of sight
quietly, quietly
pushing
over the threshold
suddenly silenced
by a temple's flames
suddenly strangers
to the before-time
as light turns
blood to ash.