We Meet So Briefly
a poem of dwelling
We meet so briefly, at right angles,
Brushing like a shoe against the curb.
Now, clouds dwell in the sun; my heartbeat
Rests in sun-carved soil, in green leaves
Where honey’s gleaned from lavender,
In passing weightlessness of hummingbirds;
I dwell like clouds in sunlight, passing
Day by day, dissolving to return.
But you and I, we meet so briefly,
Eyes meet eyes and lips form words