and turned again

a weathered brow
a broken fence
and paths I know by heart
steps above the water
glisten wet beneath the moon
voices rise in echoes
long forsaken

names reduced to memory
stone beyond the barn

shadows fill the spaces
once reserved for briar
was somewhere here
I noticed you were gone
in ways the geese were flying
winter blades to bow
darker stained the ribbons
to the wood

signs of you in everything
signs of life moved on

empty halls
of paper peeling
still the warmth remembers
the sound of aching boards
beneath the dance
twilight poured
through splintered glass
tied my mother’s curtains

hand in hand
turned
(and turned again)

seems funny now
as I recall
there was no music playing
no words to steal the magic
silence
said it all
the scent of rain
before a storm
lightning streaked the night

a moment clear
and all I saw was you

mysteries
that I’ve forgotten
other names and places past
and miles have separated me
from love

I wish I knew
the path you took
which way to watch
for mercies
might you come again
remembered me
as home