Circles outreaching and growing wide
Endlessly outreaching, into the hour
Into the hour
The idea of this: water in flower

The colors, greens, yellows
And state park sign arrows
Though I don’t like boating at all
Or being on the water
Somehow gleams into the hour

And will I see you walking now?
And will I be this reaching out
Here and now?
The understanding and the light
Reaching into the hour
Into the hour?

Will I cross the street to you
In the traffic breaks
In the light of this
In the light of this love
Here and now?