I’ll See You Soon

*

There are trees moving

In the twilight

outside my window.

They are whispering.

I am listening

to an old friend.

Diamonds reflect the many faces.

There are many places underground

and in the thicket.

I was known by the name of Davian.

*

Light shimmers through

The chlora-fingers

And the clouds smile back at me.

When the darkness came,

we lit a fire

and camped under the evergreens

The old bass in the lake

sleep with pagan

faces watching.

I speak with animals

in the waking

of a tide washing.

Wings with wolf-body

Turn paws to clouds

And I feel unusual

…and interesting.