Again

The plateglass spinning
in the rain
catches the water
and light
sending reflections
shooting across
the consciousness
buried beneath
the tree by the ocean
years ago.

Glass glistening
in darkness
lit only by memory
and a sense
of possibility
lingering
beneath reflection
and the sky
that covers my head
with a darkness
that closes my eyes
and helps me
to breathe.

Fragile touch
gentle moment
filled with expectation
and burden of pain.
Peace
by the fire,
a sanctuary
created
to lose you
and find you.
Again.