Return

Father sits on other side of the table. Two moons shine in the courtyard — one red and the other yellow.
I run to reach there.
Brother sits on this side of the table.
Father has returned to this ruined house twelve years after his death. I know that the place where we are doesn’t exist.
He was not transparent before he died.
For twelve years we searched for him in the hills. He never searched for us.
He neither ate nor talked – nor was.
He has returned to his old house as if it had never been destroyed and he had never died.
I ran towards him. He towards me.
Brother vanished. Having felt father’s presence, he comes down the sky-path.
Father has already returned by the same path.

RETURN