Bridge Through My Window

In-curve scooped out and necklaced with light
burst pearls stream down
my outstretched arms to earth.
Oh bridge my sister bless me
before I sleep
the wild air is lengthening
and I am tried
beyond strength or bearing
over water.

Love, we are both shorelines
a left country     where time suffices
and the right land
where pearls roll into earth
and spring up day.
Joined
our bodies make a passage
without merging
as this slim necklace
is anchored into night.

And while the we conspires
to make secret its two eyes
we search the other shore
for some crossing home.