"The Fragile Parting"
Was it a fragile parting? She
Pulling leaves from your hair.
When you trailed a dusty hand in
Was it a fragile parting?
You tried to remember how it was you'd
come to leave,
If you'd come awilling.
But memory dimmed as she grew bright.
Still you looked down with a dark eye,
So she cupped your face and turned your
It was a soft command.
She took you then to the river
where she washed your feet of soil
'Till no trace of earth remained.
And in that pure form
You flashed brilliant and knew
You must leave this gentle place.
So you slipped as a fish from her open
Into the dark sea.
I feel your coming.
When you arrive
I will ask
Was yours a fragile parting?