Sanctuary light

In the leaf-blurred light the glint of stream gurgled rocks.

The green grass glowed in a fire-gold circle of sun.

Your hair glossed black as jet as you struck a match.

Smoke from the flamed twigs drifted like a desert cloud.

Your breath passed mine in our yearning to borrow words

to relive those knotted moments time can't measure,

for a miracle of finding air, water, fire, 

earth to regenerate the elemental real.

Our desire to consecrate pulled the Mayday taut

before it slipped as if it might never have been;

It distilled these lines, remains within them crystal.
The crushed coke can winked like a sanctuary light.