For She Who Is Unknown
We are like water in water
like the water that keeps the secret
~ Octavio Paz
My eyes are closed
and when they open
I am seeing through your eyes
Always awake, seeking
the lost feather of a raven
You surround yourself
with barking dogs,
old books of verse,
dripping fingers of night
_____
Life is a funeral
in waiting, mourners
milling about, bored
But from your eyes
I see the ocean,
gentle waves, kelp
on the deserted beach
_____
I do not know you
and maybe always have
We are rain drops
gathering quietly
in a puddle
Some secret pertains,
but only the voices of birds
can articulate the meaning
_____
On this page I see
the shadows dance and stop,
then wander off
into the forest
Lichens, moss, a faded trail
where only our ghosts reside
_____
I have somehow entered you,
sensed the bones of thought,
the blood of feeling
We are one and yet
we have never met,
so I wait, woodsmoke
in the breeze, your eyes
watching my dreams
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