Rocky Ridge

Love awoke us by fire,

We who were icy with sleep.

And now,

Awakened,

I want you like

A flood swells the borders of the sea,

Starlight stretching outward toward infinity,

A cyclone tearing at the tender sky.

Love--

A soothsayer in our hearts, crying,

“Live, live!”

And now, 

Alive,

I want you like

An addict dreams of his crystal fix,

A miser clamoring for more, more,

A mystic struck dumb by the moon.

Come here,

Come here,

Do not listen

To my ravings,

Come back--

For behind this dusty wisdom,

I want you--

Beneath these shadowy misgivings,

We walk down along Rocky Ridge,

We dash between Redwood trees,

Out to meet the giant joke

Of the Pacific.