I am stretching fingers across timeto touch the space where silence, infinite and fine,meets with boisterous life and…
rest now in the space between us that can never bequite small enoughlay your head upon my thundering hearttake my hands in yoursand…
I am shooting magnets from my hands to reel you inbut there isnothing now to draw you back
I tread o’er boneslong-buried ‘neath this ancient roadand fold myself withinthe towering limbs that stretch against a blood orange sky.
Charging up the faceof this fresh cliffand over scattered earth on this hillside,we glimpse the varied banksof that same…