Grace

The light in the air grows luminous in the moments before twilight

Soft and clear, we step down into the water, onto the stone ledge

The last, faint echo of chores comes near to an end

Rolled blue-green tea leaves flush with the persistent rainfall of the WuYiShan valleys

Playful steps down in the water

We move gently together in the waning owl light

down with the sprinkle bugs and the fireflies

down before the deep red lamplight

hold my hand down on the ledge, out in the wet early summer night

hold my hand gently as a child does

move closer to me in the soft, satin-violet night

Lush and clear and sure

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