rock a-bye,

~ sigh ~

tear in my eye.

the walls are rich
with your laughter.

my life is a
cathedral to
you.

i am a poor church,
i will not deny it.

and i fail you, i fail you  . . .  again.

i am more than i imagined,
because i have loved you.

you were imagined from hope
and love, tender things,
things that cannot be real
in this way of seeing.

but tilt your head, look
beyond the wind, behind
the light in the air, there and there ~
see the way the fish and the gentle
ripples make their own reality?

the universe in the water,
water in the universe.

here.

the babe holds to the magdalene.

the babe holds to the clay.

this law of nature.
this pardon of fate.

be and being, you are yours,
you are no other's.

not even mine,
i know, i did not make you.

the fire will burn,
i know it.

the earth will turn,
i know it.

time will quiet,
itself,
in the end.

i know it.

but when i first
held you.

the world
without you?

i will never
understand it.