Jul 16, 2009 20:00
Take me away from the cascading dawn.
I wish not to walk by foot any longer, nor soar,
nor feel any of this confined space. Take me
from the rhythms that arise between us, from
the blank chords, the damaged, off-beat moments
that color and align; pluck me
from the grass and sky, erase me
as a whisper and disregard these words--
here, in the deep solace of the river, under
the tumbling fountain bridges that flow me
down to the pond, I would sleep
in the shade of the lower branches
where my lungs might sink,
where I might fill my breath with water,
where the shallows might sway me
in their musical silence,
in the echoing chambers of my heart.