mercy come
as mercies will
into the rite of slumber
and wait the waking eyes
to understand
the light beyond
was come into
the night without concession
stilled beside the river
was our lives

turning home
as one to know –
another shall be waiting
the roads between
and those we made anew
tie these strings
into the boughs
sing of something better
was held within the silence
secrets to the breast

honor me
as I have you –
speak that I might find you
waited by the door
where once you fell
give of me the story
become as one with mine
as everafter written
now the page

verses lie beneath me
where two were once
made one
wrapped in rhyme
and set afire by word