Tuesday, August 24, 2010

A Walk With You

What silent mysteries
Shudder in your soul?

What quiet moonlight
Falls upon the ridge

Of your back? Deeper
Where the shimmering

pool quakes. What whispered
There beyond the dream?

What thoughts drive you to
The wonder in your eyes?

What beauties sing in your
Heart, and what loves?

What distances between
The trees, and what fogs

Across the meadows of dew?
What morning is born there

With you upon the wings
of dawn? What shimmer?

What rainbow? What throb?
What gentle caress? What

Held in my arms, firm
But soft, not as a captive

But as a conquerer?
What futures and what pasts?

What silent mystery
shudders in my soul?