seeing-time comes again
sliding its overshine up the peaks
oh that it comes so soon now
scrabbling to reach all the layers
to the brownest dark
where darkness hides
itself in holes
don’t sing to me sweet deep dark
when the berries are redred
and I can thicket-paw through
I am mouthfuls
in the swish of a warm while
one bear two we pad deep
in yarrow
which hum to follow which
hum goes gold
trundle the stream
we unsleep
into water that is
one water    elegant and cool
lucky swipe a fish
go where the one water goes
thin shine now
when the light leaves it leaves
to nothing