Reach

IF
 
   i
 
COULD
 
REACH YOU
 
LIKE THAT NIGHT
 
JUST BEFORE DAWN
 
WHEN TALL ASPENS
 
IN THE STILL POND
 
REFLECTED PERFECT
 
WHAT MY HEART COULD NOT REACH
 
TO SHOW YOU-
 
     PAINTINGS OF SILENCE
 
WRITTEN BELOW THE SURFACE
 
CAN BE SEEN AT JUST THE RIGHT LIGHT AND ANGLE
 
WHEN ALL DOUBT HAS BEEN LAID BARE
 
AND
 
FRIENDSHIP
 
IS
 
A
 
FASCINATION
 
OF
 
GHOSTLY
REFLECTION
 
MORE INCREDIBLE THAN ANYTHING
GLISTERED TO THE TREES
 
MY NOSTALGIA CAN SWIM UP STREAM,
 
DRY OFF
AND
BLEED
    
TO RUN BACK DOWN AGAIN.
 
MEMORIES FREE FLOW,
 
 MY RIVER NILE

                            NOT FIT TO PERISH.
 
IF
 
I
COULD
 
REACH
 
YOU
 
LIKE SO MANY PERFECT SUMMER DAYS
 
WHEN WE KILLED RESPONSIBILITY
 
TO LEARN ABOUT THE WAY WATER SPLASHES
AND HOLDS OUR LAUGHTER IN EACH DROP
BEFORE DRYING IN OUR HAIR,
 
HOW
WOUNDED
WINGS
WILL
FLY
AGAIN
 
HOW MORNING SUNRISES DISPLAY A WAY
I THINK ABOUT YOU
 
HOW COLORS
BURN MY HEART
AND
THE WAY YOUR WHOLE BEING
OF WHO YOU ARE
SINKS LIKE ASPEN ROOTS
INTO A WARM VAST ROOM 
IN MY HEART'S MEMORY.
 
IF i COULD SHOW YOU
MYSTICAL MOVEMENTS
OF OTHER DIMENSIONS
WOULD YOU BELIEVE ME
WHEN I SAY YOU ARE EVERYTHING TO ME
 
IF I COULD REACH YOU
MY HAND A WOUNDED WING
SCRAPING HORIZONS FROM EVERYTHING
THAT DARES TO DREAM
 
MY HAND A MENDED WING
STILL FLYING CANNIBAL SKIES
FOR A GLIMPSE OF GRACE
 
STILL HOLDING MUTED EPITAPHS
INSIDE FOR A CHANCE TO SPEAK
SUCH A WIDE VARIETY OF LEAVES TO CHOOSE FROM
AND THINK,
ALL IMBUED WITH PERSONALITY
 
EVERYONE BLOOMED TO PERFECT WEIGHT
AND JUST WHEN THAT NICE STEADY BREEZE STARTS
TO LIFT YOU
AND
YOU
 STROLL THAT HAUNTED LANE
BRIGHT WITH LIFE AND LONGING
 
THAT'S WHEN YOU CAN HEAR IT SING
THIS TORTUROUS MUTED SILENCE
OF MY HEART
I
CANNOT
REACH.......