In the splendor of the last star,
While I am still the night and,
Later on at dusk, when my light grows
Into deep indigo,
I smell puma.
A gleaming dew lights up the unknowns.
In blue radiance
Become a moon with the moon,
And I can see.
Shadows open and curl me up.
Trees whisper to me.
The night gowns me in her most precious uncertainties
And I swim with you, weave myself to you,
Crushing, the morning comes,
Colors of an eager sun
Separate us distinguish us tell us
When What Is Where and Who
In these hours