Water (For My Friend, and Poet Simone Segal)

Wherever you are I know, crickets swarm for richer spring For the desert that strangles the wing of the eye Marks the space where in the palm trees shade lions lie For every drop upon the window pane is an oasis to the soul Winds map here the glass face bare, dry without your words Falling like the sound of rain where the rainbow we behold Out of Muga, out of Mula, Senia, Arga and Ega, Ebro, Aragon, Segura One sea cannot the universal cycle make to slake our thirst For even where the fire is, there is still a speck in the core's purse From the beginning there was dawn splashed the fruits of life You seeping through the valley bed, waking up the tundra dead And when I am melted in the wind my stream will join a bigger sea.