What is that sound when water meets water
Sometimes far off like fine down drifting
then close by, giving everything in hard metallic bursts.
A man and a girl like you, once met in the half-wind -
half-water, as night fell on the wood
As the trees exhaled, they saw how to be nude,
how to retrace a moon from vague beginnings.
Tonight it groans sideways across iron roofs
that seem to bend double, even as they hold their own shape.
Somewhere far off the wind speaks a name
that whistles bird-like across deep water.
The unfathomable that are at rest, undisturbed,
murmur fluent lyrics to instinctive melodies,
which become lost in the hour and the light.