Blue Nile Gorge
O shall I find a way to conjure you
Across the wandering spaces?
Or in the bombardment of black and broken water
And in these canyoned places
That magnify all sound and wash my skull
Ear through to ear, shall I capture
One single cry from you, one smile or sigh
That recollects our rapture?
The cascading of your love is far too sweet
To share such savaging,
And the depths of your wild eyes too silent and clear
To mingle in this blind raging.
Yet here within, beyond all space and sound
That are themselves messageless,
In the beat of my own heart I catch a throb of yours
That slakes my loneliness.