while tossing in grey sheets you weep
I am
where pouring like mist you
                                             scatter among the stars
I shine
where in black oceans of sea & sky
                   you die
                   you die
I chant
a voice like angels from the heart
of virgin gold,
                         plaint of the unicorn caught
in the boundless circle

                         where you confront
broken glass, lost trees & men
                                            tossed up
on my beaches, hear me pray:
your words
slip off my tongue, I am pearl
of yr final tears, none other
than yr flesh, though it go soft

I am worm
                 in the tight bud, burst
of starcloud that covers your dream & morning
I am sacred mare grazing
               in meadow of yr spirit & you run
in my wind. Hear the chimes
that break from my eyes like infants
struggling eternally against
                                            these swaddling clothes