Who’s There?
Who’s There?
You again…
I heard you rush in.
You are welcome
even when you seem to
topple over things, beings
and me!
Tonight, you have picked up
your pace.
I hear the branches outside
clicking, clacking, some
breaking…then the sound
of a loud thud touching down
—enveloped in earth.
Eyes closed…this is the
last moment I distinctly
remember.
I am here with you, and
your swift chill wraps
round me like a covering.
Chimes hanging upon the deck,
ring.
You write music to join your
ballad. I am so pleased you have
come.
Wait—
Let me get my dancing
shoes so that we can
greet the dawn.
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