Crossing again
with the light on the water
light wavering on the black glass
out of reach with the stars
bridge of light
reaching all the way from childhood
passing beyond me now
I follow as best I can
Over the bay
to the house in the trees
past nights on the screened porch
insects loud in the woods
years of work and no way of knowing
the passage of children
peace pain confusion loss
to the last breath and on
When I get there
when it turns out after all
that everything is light
will I miss this light
on dark water