Take me back to that night
we explored the darkness
and its subtleties tried to hold us,
caress us and enfold us.
Was it magic,
or was it merely
a hallucination
that dragged us up
out of ourselves?
The wide sky,
brightly scattered stars
told us the story
of our lives
and we cried
at the tragedies,
laughed at the comedies,
but we didn’t see
the lights
moving behind the clouds.
I think this was the night
we found out
who we are to forever bound
and we are really here
now,
on the ground.
We listened to the sounds
of the coyote howl,
the bull elk bugle
in the rut.
Lights flashed before our eyes
and you and I
were connected for all time.
There is so much we learned
from our silly little rituals,
and now we’ve turned
into different individuals,
but we burned down
any walls
between us
and these other worlds.
I see the stars are out,
shining lights
behind the clouds.
I know that you’re out there,
somewhere,
looking around.
I know you feel it giving out.
The fabric tears where it’s worn.
We’re beyond the shadow of a doubt,
what we’ve learned
was how to heed a warning.
That night,
back then.
HG – 2021
