You truly know me well
beyond the spring bud bloom.
I’m what’s left after the glass breaks.
I’m the radiant stream from the moon.
You truly know me well
for I am right where you left me.
Not riding coat tails that trail you
but inside you where the mind rests.
You truly know me well
in the silence of the waking hours
where the middle drifts in sunlight
I am with you as pollen to flowers.
Share of me