Along The Sun-Drenched Roadside

 Along the sun-drenched roadside, from the great
hollow half-treetrunk, which for generations
has been a trough, renewing in itself
an inch or two of rain, I satisfy
my thirst: taking the water's pristine coolness
into my whole body through my wrists.

Drinking would be too powerful, too clear;
but this unhurried gesture of restraint
fills my whole consciousness with shining water.


Thus, if you came, I could be satisfied
to let my hand rest lightly, for a moment,
lightly, upon your shoulder or your breast.

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