I have seen the stones of Ireland

I have seen the stars of France

Seen them pirouette across the sky and

march into the sea

Circus animals set free

Knowing with the one-eyed man

Cats with painted faces live in me

who can't forget

Signs of symbols everywhere

water-seekers, -gatherers

At last, then, simply simple care:

majik incantation ~~ "I love you"

In that, and none else, seeds

are sown, grow, branch and bloom

Nothing of what we love is weed

fire- and bugleweed, teaberry, loosestrife

Pilgrims in the night on a rough ocean

Holding on, holding tight, wrapped,

each in the other. Least relative motion

as they are rocked to sleep

I love you

.