Wife Seeing Husband Growing Older
WIFE SEEING HUSBAND GROWING OLDER
Water steals your reflection when you are young
And as fast as cat’s feet on a glass roof.
The ripples replace none of your image -
Waves chiseled from moving marble hide the boats coming home.
Through the thickness of your old age I sometimes see your young guy hiding inside
The massive greyness of March in the city.
Gods sense of humor at pathetic human activities
Is a liquid mystery.
This starlit world is a lonely place and it misses you -
The waving Milky Way waiting for you to swim in, waist high
Through the radiant white daisy stars, across the soft black meadows.
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