Rise and fall—
waves, wind, gulls.

Steady and strong,
The cliffs,
My mind.

The plains are lonely tonight,
But not the mountains.
The whippoorwill keeps me company
Singing our song back and forth.

The world is in love.

Didn’t you know?

It proclaims it every time

its wind ruffles

your hair,

like a lover’s

fingers,