Hole In The Wall
—Valdez Island
I see you step into the void
again and again, your fall played out
on a retinal screen of gray/blue spin
water to sky / sky to water
the vertigo drop guaranteed
to bunch me like a spider
You must have heard my careless climb
rattling the dry pine and sometimes
in my mind it’s you who’s unaware
we're a hundred feet above the sea
but it was me who didn’t see you
tensing on the bough of the madrona
Expressions of our lives set free
can be like eagles stepping
into parabolic flight
and I feel that same snap--
the outward rise of wings
caught by thermal springs
last of the summer light