with the sun setting far in the background

 

 

then we remember the rain
an emptiness needing to be filled
like the storm drains
if I were an angel I would hold you
from across the distance filled and flying
water
between us
like prayers of connection

somewhere there is shelter
the leviathan rests
escaping we remember ourselves as separate
flying free
we dance the dance of leaves
and come to rest
nestled in each others wings

the ground is home
it is good to be back down
from such dizzying heights

burn into a new bird
mark the world with a streak of fire
new and in love with dreaming
the mountain collects us
fireflies shifting the stars
exploring we find ourselves emerging

and there was water to wash anew
eyes that were held tight
and hearts that were held hostage