Coill

"That's why I planted a forest. The story might one day move into it."
-- John Moriarty

Through the cracks
in the bedrock
of my being

you called up
a wild spring

that fed a well
in the center
of my heart.

Gazing in the waters
I saw you
and dreamed a forest

and through its canopy
the cascading light

into which you step
from the shadows
to meet me.