Ignoring your past, being born anew,
in replica of lake’s new fallen snow,
from my heart, I dreamed. Was it untrue?
Whizzing through the clouds, passing through rain drops
as crystal hail, sputtering and bouncing off my umbrella;
splattering above my shoes, on wet sidewalk.
How could I have caught you with all my faults?
I stretched out open palms to break your fall;
stinging hands, melting, absorbed into salt.
I dropped you. I almost had you in flight.
I go by the place where you had fallen;
to introduce myself, for that lost night.