I would take you

I would take you

i would take you,

bitter root, and

bed you on ice

for a long long sleep

when i will wake you, listen,

the chirp of swallows

feeding their young,

i’d rinse you clean

between my hands.

i will hold the sun

and the waters of river
and shimmering lakes

and  i’d plant you

tenderly and firm

in earth and clay,

you, you bud of light,

light throbbing in your

naked arms and stem,

bitter will grow sweet.

o i want you to green

i take you in my liquid

molten streaming heart,

take all, take all and

grow a flaming rose.

yes, in the first drop

of dew we will meet

and shine together,

and when your petals

sink and fall, I’ll go

with you, the light,

to rest in night

until the rising

until the rising.