Thursday, January 24, 2008

They Told Us Never

In that long drift beside the county highway
and that cresting wave the length of the lake
and that look you have when I don't know
where you are, but I want to be there, too,
and in those trees at the top of the dune
they told us never to climb,
I know there's something hidden and waiting,
I know there's something I can't see yet,
the arc of it curving just beyond
the reach of my fingers,
like the stars on one of those nights
when the sky comes very close.

- Ralph Murre

1 comment:

writerwoman said...

This one reminds me of youth. That time when you are free and bold, and think yourself wise. I enjoyed reading it.