let me now
to lines be drawn –
before and after me
a sweet embrace
remembered
that is all

muscadine
and gypsum root –
marigold and sage
planets strung above
and velvet sky

save for me
the telling –
of one more way to find
paths already waiting
our retreat

take my hand
to hold apart –
the warmth of reaching in
say my name –

as light
remembering

. . .