We walked over a narrow bridge above
a wide expanse of water still as a drum
the moon’s slender boat slung above,
our hands comfortably snug
in each other’s back pockets
and stood in wonderment at
the starry firmament the moon the expanse
silently telling each to the other a tale
of redemption one that would take us
deep into old age beyond infirmity
and aching bones one day even past
the sailing ship of that same old moon.
