
Arrival
A trickle turned into a stream
when I closed my eyes
Spilling over the sides and I can’t rewind
I slipped and stumbled
and I scraped the shore
This coast calls you who fail a true course
I fell in with the beat of the winds
Retrograde shuffle all made to fit
Before I could speak I called your name
Doors opened off I called your name
Scratching at knots I’d put in place
The passage complete all made to fit
Under the aegis
of stars in their systems
dust motes colluded
laid down the conditions
walls when to waver
the moment to give
all orchestrated
all made to fit