River Running White

Photo by Gamaliel Masters


Remembering the wine's effervescence,
Approaching the liberating pain of spring,
Night lies gently on the earth:
You, warm and alive in my arms,
Your nestling head close
In the soft humming of night
In the sleepy echo of the music.
Remembering love's time
The murmuring of the river merges
With our quiet talk
And frames our dreams.
Day:  the river laughs in dancing light
As birds laugh under the eaves
And golden light becomes less occasional,
You stand with distances in your eyes;
Running water draws gently at the snow's white aging,
Piebald spring trots quietly over the land:
Life begins in such serenity.

Utah 1984
M. Reynolds

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