The Things You Know

The things

you know.
They drift
buoyantly 
in the river
of your 
past. 
Attachment
like a
invisible string
of lights
lighting
up the tall
redwoods 
for you.
Braids dancing
in the moonlight
as your
grin 
guards 
against a
short stay.
White boxes
handed off
in life.
These are 
beautiful 
clarifying 
footsteps
to 
witness. 
Increase
your grace
as our 
beating
songs
of the 
back of
a stage
float to you.