presence by presence

what i cannot
evoke with words,
words fly
and easily die

what i cannot evoke
with dreams,
i will let go
and call the owls

i wish
i could
call
you

how much i
long for your hand,
i evoke presence
by presence

the nights are deep
and the days are long,
come to sleep
near the river

waking for flowers
and birds and smile,
but i called hell
and to be forgiven

will it ever be
the same
as being loved?

the cock crowed
three times,
then Judas
sold his friend

and wished forever
he could
just
call

he put three coins
in the phone,
the mail box
said: this is me.