The First Sight Ever Seen

This evening
Playing the part of past
Will be a lake
Depthless and vast

Calm and dark
The surface, glassy smooth
Ripples only form
If you step back in and move

I sit alone
Gently on dewy hillside
A view of it all
Spot cleared for my equal beside

In the role of future
The up and coming brilliant sky
Infinitely wide
And twice as big measured high

One can’t predict
How this play will unfold
When witnessed live
It’s a unique site to behold

See the stage
Flat and even horizon line
It is the present
The place where your eyes meet mine

Walking toward me
Moonlight showing the way
Curves upon curve
Summer dress, tempo’d sway

I rise to greet
Reach for your hand to grasp
Share a warm embrace
The two of us forming a clasp

Still holding
I lower you to the ground
Alone feels so long
Until the day that you’re found

As we lie
Side by side, backs to the grass
The play goes on
Time can’t be the only thing that lasts

Drifting to sleep
Ghosts from our beds now rise
Marching in twos
Matched even, forward facing eyes

Down the hillside
The cadence created from
Clicking bone heels
What we were, not what we’ve become

Behind follows
From the closet, skeletons pair
Free from our thoughts
They dance so free, not a care

Line formed
This past parade marches on
Down to the lake
The final rest before dawn

Not a single drop
Of water is displaced
They enter together
With an air of dignified grace

The sun rises
Marking the start of the next scene
Our eyes slowly open
Like the first sight ever seen